As stale cigarette smoke stains the white.
cracked counter tops of our
I imagine our future as we down the bottles.
of liquor our parents hid from us
My body covered in more bruises than flesh I feel the triumph of a million elephants pounding. in my chest
My Heart is at peace in knowing this won't last.
but for you it's never ending
The torture of knowing when enough is enough takes over and
You blame me for every mistake you've made as. if I've been here the whole time
You were my distraction and I was your punching bag
You destroyed my body, mind and soul with your foul presence yet It still felt better than being at home
The way you dug your cold careless teeth into my broken bones and feasted on the flesh of my innocence still passes my mind
I will never been the same since that night, that lonesome 16.