the guns to my head,
the pain that i bled,
the blame that i felt,
the wacking of the belt,
the metal hacking me,
the cuts that i p[our red,
i curse words i have said,
the depression inside of me,
it slowly reminded me,
feeling unloved,
filling the cloth of blood,
i was locked in a house,
no way to get out,
i was getting sticked ,
i busted down the boards,
i left and ran in horror,
shacking all over my body,
felt like he saw me,
all that year,
i cried with fear,
all that bottled inside me,
gave a event to remind me,
the year of 2009,
the event has dissapeared,
time to let go,
my flashbacks of the past.