A Poem

[[. Negative Exposure .]]

I wrote a poem about how I feel. It's not really that good.

"HOME"
They come to this "home"
everyday.
Always yelling, never caring.
"How was your day, dear?"
I'll never hear.
What if they don't
come back "home"?
Yes,
I will miss,
miss the screaming,
miss the dreading,
of their return.
What shall I do,
where
shall I go, when they don't
come back?
It won't be long,
they're tiring of,
my tears,
my protests,
my whines..
At best, they may still enjoy,
when I come to
apologize
for my wrong doings.
It will be
always yelling, never caring,
in this
"Home".  

[Archangel Izual]

I really really liked it..

and... all the advice i could give you... is try to breathe and let go off things that happen at home..... once you're out of there, things will be better. You'll go home to visit every once in a while and things might be fine... but now, they don't see what they're doing to you by their actions.....
and most likely never will...... just stand strong and breathe.....  

[[. Negative Exposure .]]

I don't wanna breathe!! I just want to go to sleep and not deal with it. Never wake up..Ooh, A new poem has invaded my brains!!
But thanks for advice.  

[Gambino Statue]

Thats one of the best I've read in this guild so far. Good job there.