title is friends **possible trigger***

FRIENDS

Violence all around me-
Slapping, hurting, spanking me.
They send me to the dungeon
Just for more pain and more punchin'.

They can't put me in the dark.
Still he'll come to leave his mark.
I gaze in the mirror as I wait.
I Invite my friends to come and play.

My friends come to me and we become I,
Sometimes we laugh and others we cry.
They keep me company until it's time,
Until he comes to commit his crime.

The slap of the belt on my bare a$$
Hurts bad each time. I know it will pass,
I no longer cry, there's really no point,
The pain is the same as it spreads to my joints.

Every time the slap of the belt
Leaves its mark and its welts.
Sometimes a buckle will cut my skin,
My badness in me will take it and grin.

Ah well they think they're so smart
But I learned quite well from the start
To never ever let them see me cry.
They wont understand and never know why.

They wont see me make another me.
They wont know that i'll be set free.
It's just one more made up friend
To keep me company from beginning to end.

Dx DID