Rated R.

I would ask you if you,
love me.
But I know you would,
say yes.
Befor slamming me into,
the wall.
With me pounding at,
your chest

Sunglasses on very,
cloudy days.
Under long sleves hiding what,
youve done.
White rooms in,
the hospitals.
Empty bottles make you what,
youve become.

Empty bottles and promises all over,
the floor.
Blood smeared decaying just,
alittle more.
What you used to be is left at,
the door.
Empty spaces filled,
with screams.

My life is,
Rated R.
Nothing left but pain and,
battle scars.
I pretend it it dosent mean anything because it dosent,
hurt anymore.
My life was,
Rated R.

Rated R for Rotten,
like the seeds you planted in me.
Rated R for Reson,
something you took away from me.
Rated R for Regular,
the number of beatings that were for me.
Rated R for Real,
the feelings you took and gave to me.

Rated R for Rossy.