I wish they’d leave me alone,
I wish that I could be in another country, thousands of miles apart.
But then I watch a video of a man crying for having cut out his father for the same reason, whose father is now dead.
Do I dare do the same thing?
When I see them, it’s all good, but when I leave them I know it was all pretend.
I’m left with a fish bone
Wedged in my throat
Boulders
Weighing heavy on my chest.
I can’t breath.
And I want to die.
Is it fair that they leave me
Feeling this way?
With guilt leaving me tripping
For days.
I am told
I’d be better off
If I cut them out of my life.
I know this, but how?
How do I cut them out.
When they’re like leaches
******* the blood out from my veins
And when I tear them off
I cry out in pain.
The people
Who I call
Mum and dad
Who I’ve been told
I should love and cherish
Are not the people that
I want to call
Mum and dad.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
I wish they’d leave me alone,
I wish that I could be in another country, thousands of miles apart.
But then I watch a video of a man crying for having cut out his father for the same reason, whose father is now dead.
Do I dare do the same thing?
When I see them, it’s all good, but when I leave them I know it was all pretend.
I’m left with a fish bone
Wedged in my throat
Boulders
Weighing heavy on my chest.
I can’t breath.
And I want to die.
Is it fair that they leave me
Feeling this way?
With guilt leaving me tripping
For days.
I am told
I’d be better off
If I cut them out of my life.
I know this, but how?
How do I cut them out.
When they’re like leaches
******* the blood out from my veins
And when I tear them off
I cry out in pain.
The people
Who I call
Mum and dad
Who I’ve been told
I should love and cherish
Are not the people that
I want to call
Mum and dad.
