My depressed self

by jessica   Dec 15, 2007


My mums dieing
My dads a child abuser
My sisters suicidal
And my brothers are just stupid.

Living here at home,
Is like living up there in hell.

My sisters on drugs
My mums got cancer
My dad fu#ken smashers me,
While my brothers are non-users.

I wanna run away
I wanna go with you
I wanna go to a place
A place far away.

Slitting my wrist is nothing at all,
Living in my world has it all.

Please take me away,
Far away from here,
Somewhere no one can find me,
Somewhere not here.

At the end of the day, my sisters gorn,
My mums dead and my brothers haven�t even noticed,
Not to mention my dads behind bars.

And my life it ran away from me
I have no life, its times to wake up to reality.

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