i don't know how to face you anymore.
i had a dream about you the other night, it felt so real
every touch, every word, every breath, every moan.
i can't believe i dreamt that.
you're raping my thoughts, and you're raping me.
you're raping the weak soul of a teenager who has no grip on life.
i hate you.
i hate you.
i hate you.
get out of my life
get out of my dreams
get out of my ears
get out of my soul
get out of my past
get out of my future
stop saying my name
forget my fucking phone number
forget ME DAD
FORGET ME PLEASE
THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING
I'M NOT COMING OVER ANYMORE
I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN WITH YOUR FAMILY
I HOPE YOU ENJOY EACH OTHER'S COMPANY
every tear i shed for you is useless
you have no impact on my life anymore
you're useless
you were never there
you're trying to be there, and you're failing
when are you gonna give up on the fact that i don't like you anymore?
when are you gonna get through your head that i don't love anything about you?
you've killed all the few good memories we had
i hate you dad.
stay out of my life
stay out of my dreams
stay out of my ears
stay out of my soul
stay out of my past
stay out of my future
stay out of my thoughts
stop looking at me with those eyes
and stop holding my hand
don't touch me
you're a monster
crawl under the bed where you belong.
pretty please with sugar on top?
Saturday, November 29, 2008
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4 comments:
kaylabby!
talk to me, sheez.
i'm left out and i hope i can help. even if it's not a lot.
i loooooveee you.
<3
kayla!
i dont know what to say about this, my parents care TOO much if at all, but you know ill do anything to help if you need it.
love you.
i love you kayla
the lack of care thing i know.
we'll fix this
cause i love you bby
i know this is late
but i love you
and nothing like that wont happen
i wont happen
i just wont
im sorry you had to go through this
and keep writing
its therupidic
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