Sitting like a fetus on the floor
Covering my ears with my little hands
And I beg to god
God please stop my parents from fighting
God please make them love each other
God please make them love me
Even once god
Even once i want to feel love and see them happy
While crying I crawl towards the door
And I take a peek
I saw my parents fighting and pointing at each other
While throwing and destroying our things
My mother saw me
She shout at me and throw a plate on my face
I bleed but my mother don't care
She tried to throw something at me again
So I run and hide at my closet
I was sitting like a fetus
While covering my ears with my little hands
With my face covered with blood
I talk to god again while crying
God please make my parents stop from fighting
God please make them love each other
God please make them love me
Even once god
Even once I want to..........
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Colors of pain
PoetryPain is like happiness it's colorful and full of stories to tell
