It’s calling my name,
Wanting me to play.
To end all I am,
Joining its little game.
As I lift the silver rifle,
I hear a car door slam.
I need to end this now,
It can all just stop with a 'Bam’.
Is this the right thing?
No, but in my world it is.
If life would just bring
A little ray of light.
He never ever stops,
He never really will.
I didn’t do anything,
So why act like that’s my bill?
Day or night,
Sleet or shine.
He comes to get me,
To hear my pleads and cries.
He will never care,
About the pain I bare.
As long as he’s happy,
That no good man will never care.
Bring myself to this lil’ thought,
Ignoring all the advice from others,
I raise the gun and give it a shot.
Goodbye step-father just be good to mother.
Falling to the floor I hear my beautiful mother calling,
Then following the voice of the demon she wed.
Sheading a tear that will be the last,
I lay next to my bed,
Wondering what my mum will feel.
I close my eyes as everything fades,
Listening to my mum’s steps sounding like a parade.
My last little smile drifts across my lips,
My mother is the best but my father deserves whips.
Feeling the blood pool from my head,
I felt mother’s arms but nothing that she said.
Did I really do that right thing?
I don’t feel nothing at all.
But she will feel everything,
I’m truly sorry Ma.
Next thing I know a bright light is in my eyes,
Have I made it to Heaven?
Is this a path to Hell?
I swear this is a dream,
How hard have I fell?
A small soft hand drifts through my dark brown hair,
A familiar smooth voice fills the fresh clean air.
I turn to my mother,
A wave of relief coming from my brother.
Had they die too?
Did father rid of them?
“Jenna, you’re alright.” Is what came from Seth,
As his fingers ran through his soft brown hair.
“Baby, it’s okay.” Slid from mom’s mouth full of
Love and care.
Both my loved one’s were soon rushed out,
The next person I saw…
I wished I was still out.
His dangerous menacing grin applied to his face,
His brows sat confident above his deep blue eyes.
His eyes holding victory,
I wish I could smash.
He leaned ever so close,
To close for my liking.
His breath heated my neck,
Which was ever so gross,
And whispered
“Welcome back sweet thang.”
Rage heated my blood,
Causing it to boil and burn.
But covering my strength was my fear,
My fear of him, of his weapon.
I’ve been worn out so much,
I bleed more than I should.
A blink from his eyes,
Causes me to cry.
I try to stay with Seth,
To travel with my mother.
But he holds me back,
The evil one that loves for me to be unhappy.
I never tell my story not to any living soul,
But if I would tell someone no details would be shared.
No one even knows,
Only me and my master.
I’ve never had a lover,
No boy I could hug.
No shoulder to cry on,
No one I can bug.
That’s no big deal anyway,
How would I pay the daily bill?
If I cannot pay my current one,
There’s no way I could pay another.
There is no exception for me to have life,
I’ll never deserve one,
I have to live in Hell’s Hills forever.
That’s what life I was given.
~Jenna M.P.
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Please don't judge or freak about how it is written.
I know I'm not that good and it was written when I was a bit younger.
It means a lot to me though.
Thank you for reading.
