Dear Diary

My dad bring us the darkness
He introduced in our home
Like the shadow he whispers me in the night
The fairy tale is ending
Pressure of the oldest one is working
Gaze devoured my mind
Now I’m his little puppet
Now I’m his little puppet
I get carried away by his dark game
I get carried away by my innocence
My body is crossed by flaming hatred demon eyes
And I please angels come to save my fucking life
He comes to me as a big wave in a small sea
Like a thousand knives cutting my skin
Blood fill my eyes
My breath is broken
Your hands around my neck
Dad is late to save me