It Started with a lump
Then came the pain...
Here we go again, the same old effing story
Sitting out of place with some kind of aching...
I search for the sun in the pouring rain.
A glimmer of hope to dull the pain...
I sit here alone at night
Cutting myself...
Dearest mommy and daddy
i miss you so much...
*I know it's long and confusing, but perhaps if...
She was a happy child...
The painful memories as a child
Return to me almost every day...
The tranquill sounds of silence,
Broken, in such a horrid way...
Every night
i lay in bed awake...
I am walking along the beach
cold foam is hitting my feet...
I count his footsteps
to my dismay...
I never know how to act when
the walls don’t shake...