dark clouds

as i sit in my room waiting for that call

i hear foot steps above my bedroom wall

i hear you slam the door  and the handle is twisting into mine

i have no where to run , no where to go

but yet you still did the thing to me i hate the most

a couple beatings passes and it was over you let me fall to the floor in the anguish and agony and pain

sooner then said i heard dark coulds rooling abouve my head

it thunderd and it rained but nevertheless

i ran into the bathroom in pain

i went to school the next day every one look at me in horror as if my name was in sane

later that day when i got home from school i stuck a knife in both of my wirsts stabbing my veins.