Ungrateful father what have you given to me?

10,000 bruises and a life full of misery.

Under the covers i shake with fear.

Screaming and kicking, praying someone will hear.

And i cry these tears for you again.

And i cover these scars for you my friend.

And i kill this life to meet the end.



Trapped again in this solitude.

Wishing your arms could be my safe refuge.

Disconnecting the phone is nightmare.

Cause when i call the cops, only silence is there.

And i cry these tears for you again.

And i cover these scars for you my friend.

And i kill this life to meet the end.



I wish for once the padlock on my bedroom door would work.

So i could suspend the demons and keep out the hurt.

But you always discover a new way to torture me.

Not only physically but as well mentally.



And i run to my friends house and grab the gun with hope.

He just left for work and i cant seem to cope.

So this is my last prayer.

That my daddy goes to hell, so when im in heaven he cant find me there.

One last tear falls to the floor.

The bombarding thoughts cant torture me anymore.

-Madu

*meh i dont like this poem that much...i wrote it really late at night. Tell me what you think about my writing style and poems and be honest...i need to knoe for real.*