My bed is so warm,
So safe

Leave me here to rot please.
I enjoy the comfort of my bedroom
I don’t mind being left alone

I crave the isolation,
I crave being alone in my thoughts
I crave being calm and tired in my bed

Oh my bed is so warm,
So comfortable

I don’t care for the good weather out
The “exciting things” to do

Just leave me here to rot
I’m just so tired

I know this isn’t healthy,
But I’m scared–
So please just let me hide here,
I feel so weak…

I’m going to quit you,
like the bad habit you are.

You’re a vice,
both constrictive
and a weakness.
You’ve already wasted so much of my time.

So I’m quitting you,
like the bad habit you are.
Cold turkey.

I know how to deal with you now
How to handle your fragile masculinity
How to say what I want to say
Without giving you something to use against me
I know this isn’t how it’s supposed to be
It’s not how family’s work
But because I know that
I know that mom will always take your side
I know she doesn’t mean it
She doesn’t realize how you treat me is different than how you treat her
I know I shouldn’t have to watch my words
I should be able to tell you anything
I should be able to be happy when I finally see you after forever
But I find myself happy when your gone
I can’t explain it
I love you
But I don’t like you
And that’s how it’s always going to be
Because you don’t like confrontation
And I don’t like when you hurt me
Dad,




























Please stop hurting me