I cannot take the yelling, the name-calling, the accusations, or the feeling of worthlessness...of hopelessness. I look to my home...no...the place of sadness and heartbreak, of disappointment.
Taking all I could fit into a few bags, I left. There is nothing left for me here. I am only a disappointment to someone I care about.
Why stay where I am nothing but a burden...? I let the rain cover my tears and numb my body as I leave.
Where once was hope there is.. hopelessness.