Time ticks by toofast
When you live in an abusive home you want it to last
Dad comes home drunk
I hear his feet pound up the stairs
He runs at me and yells
"What the hell is wrong with you you worthless piece of shit!"
I never asked for this life, it just isn't fair
WHAM!
He throws me into a wall
He acts as if I'm some rag doll
My friends and teachers ask me about my bruises I say
"I just tripped and fell."
I give my best fake smile
Some look into my eyes and then at my bruises
Can they tell I'm hurting? Can they see what I feel?
When will someone save me from this hell?
A Life Worth Living..?
my dad isn't a drunk or abusive, this is just a poem i wrote...enjoy :)Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
