Diary Entrys: Diary Entry #1
Dear Diary,
Today he walked through the door
And he demanded that beer
He walked a little woozy
And had that slurred voice
All awhile I have to think
It’s all coming out on me
After awhile the voice yells out again
Grab me another F***ing beer
As I walk that corner
I see what he has in hand
Another crack
Another scar
Another bruise
To hide from this world
Huge sweaters
Sweatpants that match
To hide the scars
That no ones supposed to see
©2009 Alyssa Willis
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