friends

your my light
your my hope
your the reason
that i cope

your my star
your my friend
on you
i can depend

when im scared
you are there
its times like that
i know you care

you can help
when im down
you can make me smile
when i frown

im your friend
and i care
hope you know
im always there

when your scared
i'll be here
theres nothing left
for you to fear

when your upset
or your down
i'll make you laugh
i'll be you clown

( call it what you want)

mum wont believe me
oh why cant she see
the liar is that BASTARD
not fucking me

well actually i did just lie
lets just say i think
that bastard should die

oh yes its true,

hes a bastard and she cant see.
but the lie was the end,
HE IS FUCKING ME

during the day i live in fear
of the night
when he comes near.

mum and dad go bed at nine
then shortly after
he would come in to mine.

everytime he jumps on top.
i struggle, kick, slap
try to make him stop.

no point telling your mum
or infact
anyone

you know they wont believe you
they wont believe its true

they wont believe a child
adults never do.

see my other was way better :D

I'm not meaning to criticize, but I have read a couple of your poems, and if you could break away from trying to make them rhyme and just stick with the general message you are trying to get across they would be much better. Don't take this as me being an ass either, I'm just trying to help. But if you like the way you write then keep it up, it isn't about what others think anyway.

kool,
its just how i usually write, but it could be quite a challege to try other genres of writing.

Challenges can be a good thing though.

true, it may widen the variety of things i write about too