Barely There

This poem was wrote about my parents. We got in a HUGE fight one night. it was so bad i ended up having to live with my grandparents for a week. this IS old. it was wrote on [1.9.08]

A cold

dark room

one girl

alone

sitting

thinking

barely there

 

nothing left

a broken home

no escape

except that

cold, dark,

lonely room

 

the conclusion

seems pointless

one thought

one person

her escape

 

she's still

barely there

thinking it over

she never is

 

she's alone

in her broken

fucked up home

nothing left to give

no reason to try

losing time

that battle

of family

is over

 

world war forty

is over

they won

she's not there

anymore

 

it won't be fine

anymore