Loosing hopes..

When the tears come forward,
My blood will follow,
An end to the bruises,
Every night in a corner,

The same corner,
In the halls,
Where darkness is all I have,
And all I want,

When you disappear,
I'll cry, till my eyes are dry,
I hear the door slam,
I grab my knife,

I slight my wrist,
I run and hide,
Back under the bed,
I hide the blood,

You call me worthless,
And the truth is,
When you're drunk,
Is when I mean the most to you,

When I cry,
You push me away,
When I smile,
You beat me till I run,

And all this goes on,
Until the day I get a gun,
One for the heart,
My life is a false reality.