Divorce

by she   Jun 18, 2008


Divorce written in blood dripping fom the walls

Two souls being ripped apart
Hear their howling screams

they bikker and fight,
As the children just sit there and bleed

two souls
one broken
one evil

broken soul
what to do with the pain, she doesnt know
so she begins to beat her daughter
she beats her till she begins to fill better

two souls
one evil
another now wicked

two children, one carves
another reaches for sweet drugs

divorce written with a razor
dripping from the littlest wrist
for little girl knows shes the reason for all of this

hear her scream
the oldest scream
come death
come save me

oh, divorce
why us
why come to us
do you see what youv done!

[not done,not even well organized yet, just needed to vent]

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  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    It's nobody's fault, monique....*hugs* especially not yours.