Every word gets you a step closer to hell

FIrst:Ill say sorry (thAts all)

Life

this is what it amounts to these days:

thirteens a real rough age to give up all hope

you never expected me to get were i am

the baby
your supposed
to have faith

you lost me

with every infectious word that spilled
from that filth you called a mouth

ive had more "fathers"
than the congregation at the vatican

your a poor excuse of a mother

i wish he never left
and yet i cant blame him

you always fret
the little things

and never let love in

you see
its sad
how u act

it makes me sick to
even see you


your jaded

pure intoxication
for 18 years

do you even no who i am

im not who you think

you make me out to be
the biggest faux pa
in your life

15 is an early age to escape
i got out lucky

but you get worse everyday


habitually speaking your an alcoholic
or should i say drunk
you cant admit to a thing

i turned out ok
no thanks to you

grandma did more than you
(now shes gone and im all alone)
siblings act like more of parent than u ever did

what id kill to have you
see you for who you really are


you call and ask others how i am

i have a number you no

ask me

they dont no either

i cant say i hate you
because i dont

i love you

but you'll never let me in

you dont give me a chance

im not so bad

i didnt make him leave

you cheated face it

i dont blame you fully

he ruined you
turned you black inside

its terrible how
blank you are

you're a train wreck of the worst kind

life didnt give up on you

you gave up on it