Fights

The darkness comforts me now,
The tears roll down my cheek as I wonder how,
How im gonna get threw the night,
How im gonna win this fight.

I wonder where Im gonna be in the morning,
Jail? My house? Maybe dead and soaring,
Now the cops are here,
My entire body shakes in fear.

The same old shit as last time,
I tell them my story they tell me this house aint mine,
I have to do what she said,
This is bull shit Im tired I wanna goto bed.

Im just a kid they got no respect,
They treat me like shit but what do I expect,
Good the’re starting to leave,
I goto my room and start to weep.

She wants to press charges,
The anger inside me rages,
Thank god the cops say no,
They say self-defense she says so?

The cops are gone now I can sleep,
The sandman beckons me to go deep,
Im done fucking around Ive had enough,
I hope to god I never wake up.

By DarkDepression

Don't be afraid of the dark, be afraid of what it hides.