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Stephanie

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since April 2013
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Another Night

April 17, 2013
Another late night Full of fright I’m laying here crying in pain While mommy’s here screaming my name This thing you call “home” I don’t believe in No bed, no blankets Not even parents to help me through the night. Bruises covering me from head to toe Mommy doesn’t appreciate me, she told me so I’m just a burden, nothing more, nothing less The scars still throb leaving me to remember I’m still alive, in this hopeless mess. I was young and cute in the beginning I was a mistake in the end, that I wish never began. Can’t leave the house to socialize Couldn’t even receive one friend Every bit of happiness I had left is being drained Being tormented, I’m getting tired of playing this game. Every child should smile, have no reason to cry But it seems like I’m the reason for this pain I feel inside. When I was 4 I didn’t think that things would get this hard When life gets tough you could just run to your teddy bear But he can’t help Goodbye mommy, goodbye teddy bear. Hello world, the place where I wish I could disappear The one place full of despair
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