I'm sorry Dad...
I'm sorry if all I do is make you drink...
I'm sorry if I'm always on my phone...
I'm sorry if I'm always away with Mom.
I don't get why you're so unhappy...
I understand that you're mother stresses you out, enough for you to want to leave.
Today you got to mad...You yelled loud, you through the pillow off the couch, you kicked the bathroom door so hard that it broke, you took a glass and through it onto the floor.
Everyone was shocked...I had nothing to say...
I felt like a knife went through me...
You were so angry, I've never seen you like this.
Why can't you just be happy for once?
Why do you need to drink all the time...
Why do you need to stress all the time?
I just want to help but I can't....
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Poems...and stories...
PoetryEver feel lost, Hurt, Depressed and even alone? These are my thoughts, and my emotions. Suicide...Self-harm...depression and anxiety. (May be triggering)
