Runaway girl

No more

It was 9:15pm, mom and dad were at it again screaming and throwing things. I thought since we were taking a vacation to a country we've never been to before maybe just maybe they'd be able to just stop fighting for once. But I was wrong. Even in a different country they can't stop. I ran into my hotel room when I heard them start bickering, if I were to stay with them I know I would soon become their target to release they're anger. As usual, but I can't take it anymore. I'm so tired of always having to hear them fight and even when they're not fighting with each other, they pick a fight with me. And it's either telling me how much of a waste of space I am or, hitting me. Either way I end up on the floor having a panic attack. And I'm tired of it. Tired of the yelling, the abuse, the lack of sleep I get from all this bullshit. The worst part is when their words start getting into my head. When my thoughts are filled with terrible things. When I can no longer hear the good nice voices in my head, because they are all over taken by the bad voices.
I'm laying on the floor right now with tears falling down my face like a waterfall. And I can't stop it. I can't stop the tears and I can't stop the pain. I start shaking and my head starts hurting. I want it all to stop. I want the pain to end. But I'm too much of a wimp to do anything about it. So I do what I always do, I grab my iPod and shove my earphones in my ears and play my music and the only band that can help me is EXO. Their rhythm and beat fill my head and relax me. I lay their on the the ground just listening to their albums letting time pass me by. I sit up, the tears gone from my face, music blasting in my ears.
It's a bit past midnight now, my parents should be asleep. But I feel empty inside, and I just feel tired of dealing with this every single day. I've had enough of it all. I can't take another day. I don't want to. I now what I want to do.
I'm going to runaway.