Why?

by Laura   Jul 8, 2005


I saw you hit her,

i saw her fly off the ground,

i watched her get up and tell you to leave,

but you got mad,

then she pushed you outta the house,

you took the car and left,

she started to cry,

i told her it was alright,

she didn't believe me though,

I'd tried to help her,

but it didn't work,

she called the cops,

not about that she was hit,

that her car was missing,

i could never understand,

but i knew that nothing would be the same,

they found the car,

it was parked outside of porters house,

mom,

why can't we tell someone?,

why can't i help you?,

why won't you let me?,

what the hell is the matter with my life?,

your own son hit you,

beat you,

but all u do is cry,

dad never found out,

but the next day Ur son said sorry and u forgive him,

why?,

is it because u love him?,

or are u just afraid?,

i know i am,

i could never look at him the same,

I'm afraid that i will be the next one to be hit,

i never sleep the same,

i never like to talk about it,

mom my depression has gotten bad,

but u don't seem to care, do you?

your never there,

i always wanna turn to something,

but i know its bad,

so i don't,

because everything will go wrong again,

i don't wanna see you fly,

I'm sick of it,

i decide to take a walk,

to walk away from the nightmare at home,

my friend came over,

we were just about to go play tennis,

but then you, dad, and him started yelling,

i could hear u from the end of the driveway,

that was my way of running away,

but no u had to keep going,

why can't you stop?,

it makes me cry at night,

it hurts so much,

my friend he asked if this is Wat its always like n i replied no,

but then tears went down my cheek,

and he knew it was,

he wants to hurt Ur son,

but i won't let him,

because i love him too,

even though that he hurt you,

our lives will never be the same,

but i just wanted to tell your son,

stop hurting us with your reactions,

its reflecting on me bad,

i want to go live some where else right now,

but i can't escape,

because I'm scared to leave you two alone,

afraid of a phone call,

to tell me that you've died,

mom tell dad soon so he can save us,

and become a hero,

from the accident that just might happen...

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