Broken, Battered, Bruised, And Used
Doesn't matter, I'm used to the abuse.

It's hard waking up everyday and the first thing you do is worry...

I take a breath and grab the phone
Secretly hoping you're not home
I'd leave a message - I was out
Out of my mind on drink and drugs

Sometimes, it's not easy to let go && forget;
Because seeing the person who hurt you,
means SCRATCHING the SCAR && Letting it BLEED once more.

Never wish for something impossible
you'll only break your heart if you did....

Have you ever sat in silence listening to the Wind? how free it sounds? how happy it sounds? and it is free to get angry... and free to be happy... its not trapped in hell like me ... why cant i be that wind i am so jealous of?

I look upon the world
As if it is a book,
Were everything is written down
And the outcome is already worked out.

So if somebody close to me dies
I see it as a sign,
That it was there time
And that i should move on.

__She Was Daddy's Little Princess, Untill He Stole Her Tiara & Ran Away. Now Shes Just A F**ked Up Teenager Trying To Forget;;

Her Little Body;
Oh So Fragile;
That Every Hit Left Her Breathless;
Unable To Scream;
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__Even With All Those Cans Of Spray Paint; Im Still Liveing In My own Black & White World.x