The tears my wrists cry.

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This was written when my dad was the reason I cut myself.
In the beginning, it was about a boy I was madly in love with that broke my heart, then I got pissed at my dad and made it about him.

Chapter 1

Sigh..

by: MariBear
As I cry coming out of the womb, into this new beautiful world.
You held me tight didn't let go.
Years later.. I am now Grown.
Why am I punched and Thrown?
Grabbed and spit on.
Kicked and jumped on.
You've caused Psychological harm
What did I do to deserve being tortured?
You pretend we're friends.
Then when everyone's gone.
My Fairy Tale ends.
You turn into the Monster.
Please, please I beg.
I'm throwing in the rag.
I give up trying to please you.
Now here's my story, sit and listen.
Try to read in-between the lines.
Feel my pain.
Touch this page.
Kiss the air.
In hope for Repair.
Sometimes when I'm alone I get a growing pain.
That says to cut in my vein.
I reach for the phone but I can't ever make it.
This evil pain has taken over and won't let go,
He says he'll treat me right.
He says he'll hold me tight. He lied.
Now my body has died and blood is everywhere everyone runs.
What have I come to?
As he runs into the room I look at.
Him with fogged up eyes and.
Ask a question.. "Why me Daddy?... Why me?"

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MariBear
18, Female
Bert && Ernie's Bed, MN, US

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