My Hell Is Home

NOTE: i need to get it out. or i feel i will pass out for the feelings i describe are what i have to hide. for my school is a hell enough then i get home and it gets tough. Came home late To postpone the hate To forget the wars That is behind closed doors. To forget the hurt To forget the pain But it doesn’t matter I got it all the same The door has closed in the night And the feelings gave me a fright For he kicked me in the head Told me he would make me dead Yelling kicking screaming Saying why am I so late “your grounded get to your room. Picked myself up from the floor And wiped my bleeding lip Held my hands on my side Another broken rib Stumbled on the stairs It hurts and I am numb Closed the door in my room And reached for the gun BANG ! I took my life I am not prisoner her now As my soul floats to heaven I am finally free now