• i sit there by my window
    and watch the raindrops crash onto the windowpane
    makes me think of my past
    so dark and grey
    i wish to forget
    but it just stays there
    in the back of my mind
    watching my drunken father beat my mother
    then feel the pain of his blows myself
    as his fist conect with my face
    so here i sit next to this window
    and think to myself
    why live this life of pain an suffer
    and i ask myself.
    is DEATH the only way.