When I was about 12 years old when everything started happening. A year before my grandpa died. My mom and I would do horrible things to each other, call each other names. I have had a lot of …
Published: Sep 2011
Regret And Pain
The rain's pouring down
I'm staring at my feet
But splashing on my feet it is
my tears and not the rain
They're are salty and bloodstained
From my agonizing pain
Nobody could be more
mad at me than me
Why was I so stupid?
Never again will she trust me
She's asking me too many questions
Ones I want so much to ignore
But I've brought this on myself
What else could I have been asking for?
When I think about the way things are
The tears roll down my face
If only I could turn back time
I would've never ended up in this place.