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-The Night My Daddy Murdered Me-


My name is Misty, I am but three,
My eyes are swollen, I cannot see.

I must be stupid, I must be bad,
What else could have made my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy, would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all, I can't do a wrong,
Or else I'm locked up, all the day long.

When I awake, I'm all alone,
The house is dark, my folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come, I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get, just one whipping tonight.

Don't make a sound! I just heard a car,
My daddy is back, from Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse, My name he calls,
I press myself, against the wall.

I try and hide, from his evil eyes,
I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping, He shouts ugly words,
He says it's my fault, that he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me, And yells at me more,
I finally get free, and I run for the door.

He's already locked it, and I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me, against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor, with my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues, with more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream, But it's now much too late,
His face has been twisted, into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain, again and again
Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops, And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless, sprawled on the floor.

My name is Misty, And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy murdered me.

-Depression Quotes-


People want to believe that you're ok,
so its easy to pretend that you are.

People just don't fucking understand,
so I'll just keep my distance.

People say that they care when they really don't,
so its easier to keep my problems to myself.

People judge so quickly because its easy;
they don't know me, just how I look or may act around them.
People who judge will never truly know someone, because they hardly know themselves.

People care too much about what others think,
but I don't....if someone doesn't like me for
whatever petty reason they have,
I don't want to associate with them anyway.
Life is too fucking short to bullshit.