a past of fights

just a freewriting

it seems every time i look away

there's another bill that goes unpaid

while all my other friends get to laugh and play

i have to watch fights all day

every once in a while one goes to far

like the time the windshield "broke" on my moms car

its been an uphill fight right from the start

ehhh there goes another broken body part

what happened to the good day, back when i was five

back when i actually felt alive

i tried to stop them from fighting

so they can start actually lighting

the path for me to be successful

damn, why is my life so stressful

well, there's lives worse than mine

so i guess ill be fine

but there's still those times, when you think of ending it all

but then u get that silent phone call

the sound that rings in the back of your head

that makes you think of what it would be like if u were dead

but its too late your already wet

drenched in your own blood

that's when your emotions start to flood

-don't feel like saying the rest-

Reviews

[Serena]

.-. no idea what to say.
It's a beautiful poem, and makes one stop to think :)
I liked it ^ ^

[smexykitten3987]

thx im glad that it makes people think

[Serena]

your welcome