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Escape This Hell

Escape This Hell


Daddy disappeared again
the form of abuse
not visible....
momma is smoking her lungs black
with not just cigarettes and tobacco
and sister working the best possible angle
to find a life for us stable

at this house we call a trap
never was a home
just a roof over our head
never was comforting
just a lump we called a bed

so we're running away
don't know where to yet
but when we find it
we will live the life we dreamed
and I can't wait to see the sun
the dark clouds been to long hovering......


Feeling a little guilty leaving mom
but she never looks our way
is that wrong?
When my tears are pouring
I look forward to my escape
but when they dry
I want to make it for her sake
but more and more each day
I am finding I am responsible
for my own way
so.....

so we're running away
don't know where to yet
but when we find it
we will live the life we dreamed
and I can't wait to see the sun
the dark clouds been to long hovering......

Left the note on the night stand
told mom I am sorry
but I just couldn't stand
all the fights,
all the tear stained pillows

say don't hate me
we still love you
and tell daddy don't worry
because he never did before
tell her I hope to see her again one day
but for now we have to run away......

2007@ Megan Watkins




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