by Lovemylove May 9, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
Not again I have to hide mommy's drunk, she's going to hurt me all because she can. She hates me for being born, she also hates me for ruining her life. She says I'm a embarrassment to even be born. Mommy's drunk, and she's calling my name. I've gotta stay put, I can't fall for her tricks again. The last time I did I got beat up, her voice is drawing near she knows where I'm at. The she flings the door open, and I scream then she grabs me by my hair, and drags me out of my safe haven. Then she begins beating me violently. I scream for her to stop, but she just beats me harder. Oh my god she's not going to stop, mommy's going to kill me. I'm feeling light headed, I feel my body going limp. The I drift up out of my body, mommy's drunk, and now I'm dead. |