Home is supposed to be the place you come to and be happy, to relax and feel warm around the people that live thair too. For me its a living hell! Fighting with every one and every thing and me a miner drinking my pain away. I am only yet a child in most peoples eyes and I am already an alcholic, knowing it will never end. I wish to stay in my little corner and be invisable so no one can see me, touch me, or here my screams of pain but it nver ever works it just makes things worse than they were before! ! Knowing that I cant escape while being here I run away! Like all the times before I come back hoping things have changed but I am always sorely mistaken. THIS IS JUST A NIGHTMARE I keep telling my self but I cant hide from the truth anymore! So I pull out the gun and shoot and I'm gone forever!<br /><br />heavy metal Insanity<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/home-17/
