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effaced May 2015
too bad, i'm too close to stop.
the crazy train skipped my stop
and is plunging me through hell.
nothing about me is right, or okay, i wont get well.
effaced May 2015
i dont really understand,
why this happens to me.
why my father doesn't truly care.
why my mother is in prison.
why i cant help but want to die,
or try and fly away.
everytime nana is near,
i feel my eyes pleading with her.
she once told me
'just wait, your time will come.'
but im sure thats just what she tells herself
so she doesn't go insane.
effaced May 2015
i love when people who have
problems
blame their problems on
anyone and everyone
that they can.
so to make
themselves

*look victimized.
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