You call me hurtful names to make me cry
But I have no more tears to spill
You threten me to make me worried
But I'm not afraid any more
You hit me just to see what I would do
But I'm numb from the pain
You course
You shout at me just to make me jump
But the only thing I'm jumping at is the rope tied to the ciling
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I don't have any nightmares
Because I've found the monster under my bed
But you don't stay under my bed
No you make my life hell
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I'm glad you feel at home
YOU ARE READING
dear diary I want to die
Poetrythis is the second book to save me before it's to late and it doesn't matter if you haven't read the first one because this is pretty much poems and short stories and notes. and all so what is in this book means a lot to me so please don't dis me. I...
