His hands are all i remember
His nasty words he spoke
The flashlights shining through the window
My families voice hidden behind the walls of the van
Sobs coming from people I hurt
Rumors of the night before
The girl I knew as my best friend stabbed me in the back
People looked at me as if I was some nasty **
His words cut me deep
His hands punched and slapped
His eyes fell dark with anger

The pain
The anger
The suicidal thoughts
Nothing could ever make me feel alright
A box I'm trapped in
My mind is what tells me all it's wonderful thoughts
Words that people use to cut me deep
The blade does a better job
Hands I wish I could forget
His words and voice haunts me in every way possible
I want to fade
Forget me
I'm replaceable...