As I sit in my lonely room in this midnight I see the hell I live in I see my dad put guns up to my moms head and then act like everything is okay I have to see my mom on drugs and she has been on them her whole life and when I was younger I thought she was actually happy but it was the drugs but now im 13 and im a drug attic and im a alcoholic I also self harm and these are the only way I can escape
