Broken Dreams

My dreams are keeping me awake.
The horrors i see.
From a distant pass.
Myself as a child.
Being hit and burned.
Being Tortured.
Don’t blame me for being so sad.
Don’t blame me for hating everyone.
I told you my story.
But still you forget.
I see no beauty in life.
But still i feel sorry.
So many friends i have.
But they don’t understand.
I can’t hate my parents.
I love them so.
So i hate myself.
My heart has been broken many times.
So don’t come asking me why i don’t cry.
No tears has been shed for many years.
Cause my hate keeps my eyes from tears.