Fight

(about the past)

 

Scream and tear

Tears on the floor

Glass is shattered

Punches thrown

Blood is splattered

I'm all alone

 

Empty promises from your tongue

You went and slashed my lungs

I just want to be free

I'm stuck with these voices

Please let me go

I can still hear the noises

 

This is no way for a child to live,

neglected and starved

I'm gutted and carved

Smashed and raped of a childhood

Alone in a filthy world

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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