You cant understand the amount of pain I am in
When I look at you all I can see is a clock counting down to the moment you say you can't look at me anymore
All I hear is a ticking that means the end is near
All I know is that my life will never be the way I thought it would be
I can't help but imagine myself packing my stuff and leaving this summer
When my mom says she loves me I wonder for how much longer
I wonder if her love will be enough to overpower her beliefs
I wonder if I will have to find my own family
I'm afraid of not being able to call my brothers for support when I need it
I'm worried I will always be the child they refer to as the one who "moved far away" or is "gone"
I'm worried that the years will pass and I will never receive an invitation to my brothers wedding
I'm worried my mom will never walk me down the aisle at my wedding
I'm afraid to live
Im afraid to grow up
Im afraid of everything
And I can't do anything
YOU ARE READING
Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
