getting jumped is just another part of life...

running through the woods,
jumping over everything,
stumps,
dirt,
anything,
just got to get away,
from this place,
from the people,
trying to hurt me,
and my family,
cant let this happen,
so i lead them away,
far away,
till...
TRIP!
falling down the hills,
hitting rocks,
nothing to absorb the shocks,
tumbiling down,
down down down to the ground,
i lay there,
hurt and broken,
till i hear foot steps,
foot steps and laughter,
i try to get up,
and endore the sloughter,
here it comes,
i open my eyes,
and look around...
shit,
4 maybe more,
one switches out a knife,
i know the sound,
i can feel the sweat roll down my face,
oh well...
if im gonna die,
let it be now,
...
i throw punches,
kicks,
useless,
blood driping down my face,
stinging my cuts,
they walk away...
fianly,
i limp to the road,
hopefully someone will see my body,
i dont know how much longer i can stay awake,
not like im gonna be missed,
and nothing is at stake,
but my useless life,
the lights racing away,
and there i lay,
........
i can see,
a light in the cornner on my eye,
i try to open one,
im in a car,
the back seat,
a face i cant put a name to is looking at me,
lips moving,
i cant make out the words,
then,
i hear it,
"are you ok?"
i look at him,
trying to say yes,
but my lips are a mess,
...
i fall asleap again,
and i wake up in my own bed,
im lissing,
to pepole talking,
cant make out the words that are being said,
something,
someone,
yelling,
crying,
mom?
dad?
...
my friends around me,
talking,
im home...
thank you...