I'm sitting in the dark waiting for your voice hoping it will come before I slip away hoping it will come and stay. so I sit in the corner my face red and wet but you still aren�t there and I cant help but feel regret I gave u a glimpse of my insides and I didn�t think it could hurt, besides who cares if it did. but I was stupid, and naive you just walked away, just got up to leave and then I was alone again in the dark he came up the stairs to cause some damage to take away what I had left to turn completely savage so I ran to the door, and turned the lock and he started banging and the fear turned to shock. I tried to keep it in, to joke, ignore the shaking the sound of wood breaking. I yelled I would call the cops and he backed off, hid the weapon, and ran off. I told her in tears, rocking on the floor in the closet tried to close the door to take it back and hide it. but she already knew and she blames this on me even if I was just a kid I should know I�m not supposed to make him angry but you would think it wouldn�t matter that she would hold me and tell me it�ll be alright to tell me that she wont rest, until my worries are chased from my sight but instead she told me to leave to go live somewhere else because she didn�t want me making him angry, so I should find another house. so instead of feeling safe, I�m cast away, instead of being sheltered, I�m being cast away instead of her seeing me as her son, she sees me as child support pay and I thought it wouldn�t matter that she would hold me and tell me it�ll be alright to tell me that she wont rest, until my worries are chased from my sight but it obviously does matter more than her son so I just wet my clothes with tears as I grab the bags to run and maybe it will be better this way better than if I were to stay and maybe they will treat me like a son and not just the 2nd one and maybe... maybe I can just stop wishing for a better life, 'cause I wont need to, because it wont include you.
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Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 9:28 p.m.
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