Kicks and a punch
Marks and bruises
After dinner and lunch
Consciousness looses
Ropes and wire
Tied to a pole
Hurts like fire
Burns the soul
Flesh apart
Lemons and lime
Burning heart
One more time
Rum and beers
Tunnel of white
Blood and tears
Every night
Life is overrated
Screaming "no more"
Already hated
At the age of four
Innocent child
World of red
Cruel and wild
I wish I was dead
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My cavern of escape. | | Kik: N.R.Johnson
I need to get out,of this place I call home. With its filth and its clutter It would make a queen stutter Where children are slaves,and I swear earth has nicer caves.
It's late. She's tired. Wish she could sleep. Can't. The pounding footsteps sound outside the door. She hears the slamming of the basement door open, and shutters. He comes down the stairs.
Hiding away, Back against the wall, Corner of the room, Ready to fall. Your darkening shadow, Streaks across my face, I shrink to my feet, Heart starting to race.
Warning: this is pretty damn bleak, touching on sensitive subjects and contains expletives. A little girl brought up. In a hell hole. Shown a world. Without hope. Starting life off. Around drugs.
"No please I don't want to, please just get off me" I cried.
The quiet girl to whom no-one talks, Sneaks down the road, upon no-one walks, Trying to get away. She walks and walks until she can walk no more, And then knocks upon the nearest door.
Once I felt real, That's what led me behind the wheel, I just wanted it to end, Just too fast around the bend.
The passage in the hallway hears a silent cry god forbid he should make a noise For his parents will just lie He fell out of his cot they'll exclaim But only the four walls around him will really...
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