Drunk night

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I thought everything was going alright

But tonight was the worst night

The night I wasn't expecting things to go down hill

The night I wasn't expecting to hurt

Physically and mentally

Slam

There's my bedroom door

It's against the wall and it made a mark

I looked up and saw my mother

I'm afraid

I gets abused often

I can't defend myself

I'm too weak

Anyways, I'm used to the pain

But I  didn't think it would be this bad

Before I knew it

Pain raged through my veins and body

Stinging of unbarring pain

Voices begging to be heard

Screams begging to die

All I want to is die

Everyone wants me dead

Even my own mother

But then my mother wouldn't be able to take her anger out on me

I'm everyones emotional punching bag

I
Just have to
Deal with it.

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