Doll House

TW: drugs


(Edited)

Crash

The bat swings

Knocking down several vases

Rage fueled by dope

Screams

Echoing throughout the house

Bouncing off the walls

Covered in photos filled with

Artificial happiness

Cries of pain and sorrow

Hoping for something better

To feel loved

But that seems impossible

Moans

Saturated in betrayal

Mother doesn’t know even if she did

She wouldn’t care

She’s busy trying to create

A picture perfect family

Nobody knows

How toxic we are

Nobody knows

How broken we are

Cause we’re just to good at playing

Doll house

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