The feeling of being numb as the pain went away as the weed mellowed the unwanted thoughts that of murder ran through my had he really hit me and she let him ask me why but the thing is idk myself my own mother basically told me she didn't care that her man touched me has his nasty hands covered every inch of my body.

How is that shit ok I'm only sixteen it's called child abuse but it's ok now I see the only person who has me is me but I still wanted to scream and yell until someone saw the hurt I tried to hide underneath my smile that just wouldn't go away.

As my door opened feeling under my pillow has his shadow walked in

" you stole my weed ic you go pay up "

I ain't giving you shit

" iight that's how you feeling I'll just take what's mine"

No no no I don't belong to you go fuck that bitch leave me alone don't touch me please momma come get your shit

" shut the fuck up you whore this pussy belongs to me huh fuck You stupid bitch you stabbed me "

Nothing compares to the night you murdered that innocent girl and left her body on the side of the road or how you stole my innocence treated my momma like she wasn't someone you claimed to love I'm coming for your whole crew

Die bitch