The bottle and the pen.

The knife and the hands of men.

The sorrow.

The lost tomorrow.

The scarlet slashes on my thighs.

The alcohol laced goodbyes.

Crying is a sin.

More wounds from him.

Lessons learned in blood.

Innocence drug through the mud.

Let no one in.

I must not sin.

I reached capacity.

I can't take the insanity.

Forgive me, father, I have sinned.

He tells me there is no way to amend.

He ignores my cries.

He cares not if I die.

Spirits and pills call my name.

They tell me I am to blame.

I am my father's shame.

A mother's desperate chase.

My last chance at grace.

My mother hears my cries.

She helps, she tries.

She tells me it's okay to cry.

The sin is a lie.

She holds me tight

A mother's love saved my life.