TryingToForget's Journal

this is about my mom, i wrote it in school today, i wrote 9 today 

 pest

she never wanted me,

just a nucance,

a pest,

she had her sons,

why did she need me?

i was never good enough,

it was always me who got the blame,

the one she hit and yelled at,

said i was useless.

in front of my freinds,

she did not hide her hate,

slaped me right in front of them,

her ring cutting my cheek,

tears running down my face.

she just walked away,

she has caused me so much pain,

why should i suffer any more.

this one is about HIM my stepdad

 HIM

he waited till she was asleep,

let out his drunkin rage,

screaming at me,

saying i was useless,

a discrace of a daughter,

day again,

not a word to me from him,

but night comes again,

the beers start flowing,

he starts again,

my mother is to good for me,

i was the biggest mistake she ever made,

the tears well up in my eyes,

i run to my room and lock the door,

he keeps yelling through it,

mom wakes up and tells him to be quiet,

he stops,

at least untill tomorrow.

this one is about what i did for my pain

drinking pain

i snuk into the kitchen,

when they were all aleep,

took a beer from the fridge,

some vodka from the cabinit,

went into the hall and took some cigarettes,

stole a lighter to,

went into my room,

i wanted to drink till the pain was gone,

i stoped myself though,

look what jack became,

so i took a few sips,

and hid it away,

lit up a cig,

and cryed the night away.

(jack is my stepdad HIM)