This obviously isn't true. well about the dieing part.SO i take this shit seriously but anyway I wrote this in the perspective of a little girl so ya. here ya go.
Sitting here in the center of a dark room
Terrified of whats to happen
The front door slams.
Hes coming
The door fly's open
Theres no where to run.
He grabs me and throws me against the wall and starts beating me.
I think what have i done to him.
Why do I have to go through this?
He tells me I'm worthless, I'm nothing
I see blood now, doesn't he realize hes gone to far.
My horrible life flashes in front of me
The fights, the screams, the nights I woke up to him on top of me.
I come back to reality and realize,
I'm dieing.
I wish i could have been like the other kids
Having a nice daddy,
having a mommy that cared
Having a good life
what did i do to deserve this?
I cant hear anymore
my vision is starting to blurr
my heart is slowly stopping
Then all of a sudden I'm in a place with toys, and flowers everywhere
With people who love and adore each other
I'm suddenly
HOME
