Loud bang as someone slams a door
Small child crying alone on the floor
Headphones turned up to drown out the sound
Of screams of hate and painful shouts
A girl who wishes for a little peace
So she turns to pain as a release
Crimson droplets hit the floor
She hopes maybe she'll go numb and wont hurt anymore
She gets forgotten unless she's being blamed
For everything wrong and all the hate
She just wants to disappear in the dark
While they continue to break each other's hearts
She's tired but she can't sleep
With the nightmares and shadows she nightly sees
She can no longer keep fighting the pain
So she pulls the trigger and everything fades
And she no longer has to worry
About her broken family.
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Violet Flowers
PoetryMy friends asked me to publish some of my poetry soooooooo here we are.