What did I do, Mommy?
Mommy why do you hit me?
Mommy why do you hate me?
Mommy what did I ever do?
Mommy please tell me, Mommy,
I'm so sick of fighting, Mommy.
Mommy I can't hide it anymore.
...
Breaking of the tides,
Falling of the earth,
Leaves to colors, falling
Like my desperate soul
Trying to find a way out.
I push the blade deep,
Flinching from the pain,
Squealing for help.
Waiting for a 911.