3.29.2009

reality to fantasy.

screaming, fighting
with the doors slaming in their faces.
another day of torture
cant wait till im in my own place

dad yells about nothing
mom starts to cry.
im stuck in the middle
nothing to do but go and hide.

deep down in my room
sprawled out on my bed
nothing else to fear
but a broken family

shiny and small
perfectly shaped and sharp
my only escape from reality
but not for long

tears still falling
hands are shaking
blood is racing
and my mind is spinning

reality fades
to nothing in my mind
my own fantasy takes over
and im livin' that this time.