At first I thought we were safe
Safe from the screams
Safe from the bruises
Safe from the pain
But now I see
He's slowly creeping through you
Working like poison through your veins
You're not you anymore
This family's not full of saints
Now he's got you, too,
Causing the screaming, bruises, and pain
I guess the cycle will start over
Que the sad music and rain
I can't stop it
Since mom chose you
I'm going insane
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
