About my abuse....

"Come See Me" I try to sneak away, My heart speeds it's beat, I'm so scared of what might happen, If I'm caught I might die, The darkness is my friend, My haven as I crawl away, No more joy comes, I am alone with you, But my freedom awaits, In the woods there on the snow, So cold and dark out here, But there is no fire, I am safe until morning, When you realize I'm gone, The bruises and cuts will never disappear, You left me with these scars, Everyone can see and you can sense, But you never see them, Not as I do, I'll just have to give you something to see, And come morning, To red snow let's you see, What you've done.
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hey girl. Great poem! i love it. And dont worry bout your dad, he'll get everything he needs to get for what he did to your mom and you! I dont even like him and i dont know him. Sorry im not in school, im really sick so i stayed home. Think ima go back to bed. Loves ya chick! MUAH bye
[Anonymous]
Manson. Forever.