micahhall

We argue for the stupidest things We both suffer Pain, Anger, Jealousy, and stress all around us Arguments long and loud Sometimes, I wish to escape by death or running away forever Where is my family? Where is my light…? Hope…? Love…? Family…? Why do I have to suffer the most? I don't want people to worry about me but who can I tell to? I'm worry to tell all of my feelings from over the years because it could erupt at any moment And there is no turning back once I tell My distractions will not help me this time I have to see it with open eyes Sometimes I wonder why you give birth to me because all you c