Why does It-
Have to be this Way...

That Moment,
Was concealed in curtains of darkness...

Emotions all the time,
Words don't make sense...

That day seemed horrid.....dark,
Creeping behind me till the day I die...

Do you ever take the time,
To get to know that girl...

It's been downhill,
Ever since my dad married...her...

Depression is like-
The shadows in the dark...

So what does abuse do to a person you ask?
It leaves scars-both emotionally and physically...

This world-
Has so many things wrong with it...

You never know when-
They'll come...

You think I'm okay?
No...

Take it.
Take it all...