In my room at night
I state blindly at the wall hearing you scream
Again and again
Till he locks me away
Away from all the mess
Messing with my head
-Authores note: I have no idea what is this
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryFirst of all English is not may first language. Second of all I hope you'll enjoy this. And third of all please vote.
