iight heres a inner battle topic i used agains WickedClown...and im inpress by myself...here it is


Doctor's told that he only had 5 minutes to live,nothing to panic...
Maybe they could save him,my first time seing something tragic...
I heard some screems in room 27,still remember the number...
My dad passed away when i was eleven,i lost a family member...
Till then,here i go thinking of him again,still tears to my eyes...
my mom came to the house with new step-father...i wasint surprised...
she thaught it would'nt bother,but it did,so we hated each-other...
now today,i went to see his grave,told him how we behaved...
and that without him....i was feeling like a slave....i wished to see you again...
but for now...daddy...i will always remember you...never forget me...
as someone who helped me,i wanna tell you....rest in peace...