I Like to Write About How I Feel

What is forever?
It seems to be disposable when you are a joke.
Im like Carrie covered in pigs blood.
I miss who I was.
I look for her but she gave up on me... Ive cried everyday for a month and I keep fading more and more away..
I was to hard to hold. .
Echoes of my mother come back to me
You are a burden......
I remember each blow to my face then...
I still cant sit down without it hurting.
I wont ever grow up because Im dead..
Ive been wandering like this forever.
If only this forever could be disposable....
Its hell...