I can hear the footfalls,
I sit crumpled here.
I can hear the birds flying by,
I feel broken here.
Dawn is approaching, light is coming
All I see is the darkness inflating.
The bulb flickers above,
And so does my heart
He’s standing at the door.
With eyes so sore
Lack of sleep.
Lack of hope.
I hear him move
I back away
But how much further
Can a solid wall take you anyway?
I can now smell his breath.
It reeks of substance I know so well
‘Get up sweetheart, its time for school’
Slurs a voice, which is etched in my mind
I smile up at him, and get out of bed
His eyes unaware of the dark circles
Taken permanent residence under mine
I feel the smack, I walk away
From his hand, into the halls
The booming laugh, a record tape.
This is my reality, my life
Escaping from it, is like believing in Paradise.
I step out of the house
With a smile plastered on
We are all damaged inside
Just don’t let them see.
Put on a show
And walk onto the stage..