Don't Come Home

Time is running out.

Time to run and hide.

Does this make sense?

I'm not sure.



Where the hell can I hide?



Inside my body?

Inside my soul?

Inside my self?

Inside my mind.



Close my eyes,

mouth and all.

Catch myself before I fall.



Too weak to get up,

too strong to lay down.

Too bold to be here,

too silent to leave.



I hate you!

Where did that come from?

Inside my heart.

What's done is done.



Smile? Ha! No way!

Not the way I feel today.

Don't come home

I'll yell again!!

Lonley I am,

I need a friend.



I could continue on and on,

but the moments past...

my mind is gone.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

When I wrote this, I had no Idea what I was writing about. When I read it again, I realized it was about abuse.

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beastlymcfarlen's picture

This is wicked Kat, I really like the end. I can't believe I've never read it before.