Waking to blinding pain
No idea why the beating
The parent just swinging
The words coming from their mouth
Talking about how worthless you are
How you was a mistake
How you ruined everything
As you look at where the pain is
You notice the streams of blood
Blood running down your legs
Your stomach, your arms,
And your back.
All this pain and torture
Simply because you was born
And the parent that day decided
To drink alot and focus their anger on you.

Written by
Michael Matthews