As it slips down my throat. Liquid Liver failure. It makes me feel at ease. Puts my mind on freeze and takes me to a painless galaxy. A place where thought doesn't exist. A place where no one is missed. Away from it all. Hiding in the corner. Praying to god he doesn't get warmer. Black and blue. Covered in bruises. There's no escape and someone always loses. Ever since he died, she never even cried. She just takes it all out on us. And makes out as if it's our fault. Well it's not our fault he jumped infront of a bus.
He was so sick of you. Driving us mad and hitting us too. Why won't you just leave us be? But no this is our reality. There's no escaping what's behind the door. She'll just find you forever more. There's no happiness anywhere. Just sadness and that's unfair.
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