One of these days something bad will happen.
One of these days they'll go off the deep end.
One of these days she'll finally explode.
One of these days he'll turn venomous.
One of these days the house will break down
In the midst of their rage due to me not complying,
He will corner me and scream at me,
The former hero;
She will tear me apart from the inside,
The long-mouthed demon.
I don't know if I'll be killed or worse.
I don't know if I'll survive just barely.
I don't know if I'll be kicked out and left to die.
But what I do know is this:
I must never talk back.
I must never show emotion.
I must never reveal my true self,
And I must never, ever sleep.
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Micky's Poems
PoetryA collection of my poems that I post on Tumblr. Warnings will be included before certain poems.
