Meth Can Kiss My Ass

I’m scared
It’s dark I don’t feel safe
He left but he’ll be back
When?
I don’t know
In what condition?
Even worse
I don’t know
I’m scared
Will he be high?
Strung out?
Dead drunk?
Will he be alone?
Will his asshole friend be with him?
I don’t trust him
He’s not safe
Door’s locked but that won’t stop him
I’m scared
In my room
Curled up on the bed
Blankets pulled tight
Was that the front door?
Shit
My eyes tightly closed
Footsteps down the hall
I’m scared


tara caribou | ©2020

17 Comments on “Meth Can Kiss My Ass

  1. Meth can kiss your ass and you can kick his.
    But really though, this was kinda intense. Leaves the reader wanting to know how the remainder of the scene played out

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