maybe I deserved it all
on the bathroom floor
crunched up in a ball
ripping my skin open with my fingernails
she says I’m off the rails
he bails
leaves me alone with her
pounding on the door for me to open up
deeper in the nails go
she’s punching the windows open now yup,
my mind makes no sense
this time it will go too far
this time she drags me down the hallway by my hair
**** I really hate when she comes back from the bar
I dream about going somewhere beautiful and far
I try to concentrate on something other than the pain
-who could’ve known a child was being poisoned
Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 11:17 PM UTC
maybe I deserved it all
on the bathroom floor
crunched up in a ball
ripping my skin open with my fingernails
she says I’m off the rails
he bails
leaves me alone with her
pounding on the door for me to open up
deeper in the nails go
she’s punching the windows open now yup,
my mind makes no sense
this time it will go too far
this time she drags me down the hallway by my hair
**** I really hate when she comes back from the bar
I dream about going somewhere beautiful and far
I try to concentrate on something other than the pain
-who could’ve known a child was being poisoned
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