Crying.
Alone.
In the dark corner.
Waiting.
To go home.
You're bleeding.
All your scars are open.
You're finally drowning.
In your own tears.
You've lost it.
"There's a way out; I promise"
You've been working.
Too hard.
For a little boy.
Just kept your feet moving.
Kept your hands mending.
Kept your heart beating.
One after one.
Hard.
Fast.
Didn't even make the cut.
"There's a way out; I promise"
You fight.
You bleed.
See these wounds.
They give you.
See the hurt they inflict.
Then you move on.
Self inflicted pain.
Please boy please.
Stay sane.
Through chaos.
Through tourture.
Please boy.
Stay sane.
"There's a way out; I promise"
"Hurt me once.
Shame on you."
That's what you say.
"Hurt me twice.
Shame on me."
You're to blame.
Youndon't have o take it.
The abuse.
The neglection,
The hurt.
Cry your little soul away.
"There's a way out; I promise"
It's hard to state what's wrong,
When in your mind.
Everything is.
It's hard for me to tell.
Talk to me.
Show me.
How you feel.
When you said to me;
"There's a way out; I promise"
You should've taken your own advice.
Boy oh boy, I miss you.
"There's a way out"
By @Unforgettable
