Mom hasn't been home in a week
Guess I've became a target instead
But it doesn't hurt as much it use to
Maybe it's cause of all the harsh words
Worthless
Burden
Useless
It makes all the physical pain numb.
YOU ARE READING
Unheard
PoetryI feel it Before it comes The inevitable hit Who do i blame? For letting me live in such hell Why won't the end just come? And sweep me away.
