why today? today is supposed to be a special day. nothing bad is supposed to happen..
i watched him pull out alcohol from the refrigerator. chugging down the whole thing he looks at me.
it was that look. the look that haunts me in my dreams. i knew what was to come next.
-the abused
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Milk and Honey Tears
Poetryjust me writing poems || trigger warning? || contains: suicidal thoughts, self harm, abuse, addiction, and other touchy subjects. just trying to look out for you :)
