the alcohol.

     the fighting.

it was hard seeing them like this

the late nights.

             the tears.

me waiting for it all to end.

i didnt





                                                                                                                             but i knew it was coming.

when it only got worce,

                     i knew i couldnt keep                    R u n n i n g

then the day she sat me down and said "im sorry but your dad and i are over now"

i cried and cried and ran to my room, and through my tears it was hard to see

the hurt in my heart made it hard for me to breathe.

the next day my mom left. she hugged me and said                                                                                                                             "see you soon, i will call later, i will always love you"

i took it the hardest. i was full of stress and hate.

i tried to forget.

i didnt need the pain.

mom treats me different now, since i live with HIM.

i ignore them and close myself off.


                                                                                              I dont let anyone in

no one knows my pain.

i dont let them. im just glad we can still see her.

people ask "when will you open up and tell me how you feel?"

ill tell them                                                                     never



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