scarred
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Through the door, he's late again.
Even in the dark, you can see his drunken grin.
You close your eyes, choke back the tears-
Still, he turns on the lights, wanting to see your fear.
The rhinos raging
The crayons making
My life or my dream
Don't slip up on ur cream
Cremated Danny was
Will bed bugs be the death of the beetle buzz
Beez' nees' u need to get to
Neglect–ed
Ringed out with blood and stretch marks.
Wrinkles written in between the crevices of my eyes.
They sting and burn. Fighting, fighting, and falling.
I kept falling. I failed.
I'm not sure
Where I came from
Not sure
That I care
Don't know my heritage
I've come from everywhere
I suppose I'm from
My mother
But the pieces
Are all wrong
Button eyes
Red hair
White wrists
Pink scars.
Scarred memories
Wounded heart
Broken dreams.
Life of pain
Sleepless nights
Loveless days.
Love wanted
Love needed
Love refused.
