8 Death?

My mom had arrived, Lilin's mom was behind her. My mom grabbed my arm harshly and pulled me up from my chair. "How did you get expelled?" She asks. Even at this moment I can't help but think, she kind of reminds me of Scar from the Lion King.

We get home after my mom screaming at me front the drivers seat the whole ride. I go to my room, lock the door and hide in my bathroom. I set on the floor, thinking. Why do things always start so good and end so sudden?

Its 1am, I'm definitely not staying in this house. I texted Lili, I want to link up. She's down, along with Isis, Mia, and this other guy from our school, Ian. Hes this super cute guy that has had a crush on me forever.

We meet up and go to this club, we're literally 13, looking 17, going in acting 20... the way life goes. Anyway, it was 4am. My only choice is to A. Go home or B. Wait til 6, honestly I was to faded off to think about either so I stayed, like a dumbass.

A couple minutes pass by and Ian and I are talking. Ian offers to order an uber with me back home, noticing how faded I am. I had brought 2 wax pens there. (aka dab pens) and smoked both, alone.

After convincing Ian to go buy me a water so I can chill I sneak out. When I'm high, or affected by drugs I become one of the most pessimistic people you'll ever meet. It was 4:57AM, the streets were silent. My mom has work at 7AM, she'll be up soon. She'll notice I'm not there, and without a ride I'm sure I'll be there at around 5:30AM. Living in my state, the sun comes up at 5 AM.

I remember I had walked home that day

Content with all my misery, Told my self it'd get better, no clue what there was next to me

Remember there was people, walkin', talkin' in the distance. You see, I was dressed for winter weather but the summer rays were kissing me, I was lost.

So I took a different path, in the distance he awaited me,

He had no weapon, I'm guessing his hands were just enough for me. There was no question, I'm guessing he laughed just at the sight of me. I was lost

Told my self it'd get better, no clue what there was next to me. I remember there was people, walking, talkin' in the distance. I was dressed for winter weather, but the summer rays were kissing me. I was lost.

And there he was, his presence was alarming

As he approaches casual, we talk 'bout self-harming. He told me "Kid, you shouldn't be walkin' on your own." He smiled and laughed, and pat my back. He said, "how far are you from home?" I said, "maybe 30 minutes" His frequency distorted quick, I seen it in his image I should've run right fucking there...

You ever woke up on a train track

With no motherfuckin' clothes on? Death before your eyes, you prayin' to God, but ain't no response.

Trying to scream for hope, just a shoulder that you can lean on but ain't nobody coming, so you scream on and scream on and scream on

While this evil fuck laugh at you?

Train getting closer, you still surprised that he battered you. Tears falling harder and harder, minutes get minuscule! Could've had a son or a daughter, now what you finna do? You finna die here on this train track. 'Cause clearly after death, ain't no way you can find your way back. Thinking 'bout your previous memories, going way back.