I got the inspiration from a poem written in this guild. The writer is amazing Thanks for inspiring me Love
The fighting continues on this rainy Thursday. I hear glass break, screams loud enough to make your ears bleed. What do you do when danger isn't even on the other side of your bedroom door? I have no where to run. No one to call. I'm stuck here in these four white walls. I try to hide inside myself. But lately I haven't felt safe their anymore. I've gotten to comfortable in my skin, my home, and my life. This fighting I'm hearing will never stop. My whole life is a fight. Its a fight for my place in this world as an individual, its a fight for the safety in my home, its a fight for me to stay sane and inside my mind. Its a fight for me to keep my eyes open right now. I fear what my dream world might bring me. Its all a big lie and let down. I fight to stay alive, I fight to prove my points and to give my opinion. I fight the urge to cry about the pain that you have caused me. I fight you and your bullshit. I fight myself, to hide the fact I'm alone, forgotten, and betrayed. You have left, lied, and returned thinking your absence was okay. My life is one big fight I can never win...