

Sabotage
Volume · Chapter
1
III
He'd eat real slow
Makin' damn sure
I felt small
Always full plates for him
But for me
Nothin' at all
Each bite he took
Was measured
Every plate
Licked clean
He knew what it'd do
What it'd fuckin' mean
I sat there
Darin' to hope
Hopin' to fuckin' dream
The smell of garbage
Filled that air
Tellin' me
Hope would never be there
Every night
That fridge hummed loud
Callin' me in
But I never dared
I was too fuckin' scared
I'd just sit there waitin
Watchin' shadows on the wall
Willin' him
To get his fat ass
Down the hall
Took one step
After another
Tryna quiet that doubt
But every fuckin' sound
Felt like it was
Rattin' me out
Dug through the trash
Just to quiet the pain
Rotten
Roaches
It all chewed the same
I'm still here
Don't really know how
Don't really know why
Taught myself to live
Where I shoulda died
Didn't last long
'Fore he locked the door
I wasn't able
To dig anymore
I'd lay on my stomach
Just to dull the ache
Pressin' hard
To the floor
Prayin' sleep would take
I counted each breath
And tried not to cry
Starvin' don't kill you fast
Just makes you scream
Why
Guess what
I'm still here
Don't really know how
Don't really know why
Taught myself to live
Where I shoulda died
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