Davis sat in his room trying to block out the scream from the next room. His mom and his step dad were in another fight . He could hear his mother begging for his step farther to stop, and that she was sorry for not making him a beer.
Tag: mourning
Child molester and HELL
I am going to tell a true story of a friend of mine, that has been through so much and I need some one to care, or at least listen. Please read the whole thing, I swear it’s no that boring…
Stand to Live
Topics of life, me; I won’t change, they; it still the same. Shit filled times, weed minds can make we stand.
Stand to Live
Topics of life, me; I won’t change, they; it still the same. Shit filled times, minds with grass can make we stand. Go on bloody present, keep crying your way to the beginning, gets closer time to time to the unfaithful end.
im to dead to cry.
something is growling in me. a pain i do possess for within me is a demon my soul’s put to the test inside i am a child dying dead and gone