Haruma sat on the bed, listening to the echoes of the fight his parents were having. He pulled out a headphone from his drawer and put it on his ears to ignore all the fighting and bickering.

It seemed like every day, the fight happened with new topics, a new disagreement that couldn't be resolved. He was frustrated, stressed, and clueless about what to do.

Having had enough of this, he went and tried to stop them. He saw his father and mother shouting angrily towards each other. His mother was constantly arguing with his father, who was explaining that the new woman she saw yesterday was just his colleague and nothing more.

Mother was not having it all. Haruma tried to stop them, but they were too caught up in their own problems to listen to him. He had tried staying out of the house as much as possible, but he couldn't avoid the fighting forever. It was like a dark cloud that hung over his head, following him wherever he went.

Haruma had always been a sensitive and empathetic boy, and the constant arguing in his home was taking a toll on him. He felt like he was drowning in the negativity, and he didn't know how to stay afloat.

The tension in the house was palpable, and it made Haruma feel like he was suffocating. He longed for a way out, a way to escape the stress and frustration that had become his daily reality. He had tried talking to his parents, but it always ended up in more yelling and fighting.

As he lay in his bed at night, listening to the angry voices of his parents in the next room, Haruma felt like there was no end in sight. He wondered if things would ever get better, or if he was doomed to live the rest of his life in this state of constant conflict.

Every single day of the week, their parents were fighting and bickering. They didn't look after Haruma properly, and his diet was not maintained properly. His parents always came after eating outside, leaving Haruma with little to no amount of unhealthy food like processed food or no meal sometimes. 

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Even if he wanted to cook, he didn't have the knowledge to do so because there was no one from the beginning to look after him.

"My father looks at me with disgust. Sometimes when he is angry, he spits on me and often kicks or punches me to fulfill his satisfaction," Haruma thought.

It was all because Mother and Father dated years ago. When his mother gave birth to him, his father had to marry her unwillingly. His mother was in love with him, but father only used her as a sex-friend.

Father works at a business company where he is a manager. He spends all his money on his female employees rather than treating his family.

Mother works as a waitress at a bar. She mainly spends her money on her makeup, trying to impress father to love her to no avail.

Home is like a place for them to fight and sleep. They care as if Haruma doesn't exist. Mother tries to show him affection, but deep down, he knows she wants him to die.

Haruma also gets bullied in his school. He doesn't deny any of their requests. He is like a dog to them. No one tries to stop them, why? Once there was a girl who suddenly became friendly with him and helped him stop the bullies. 

But the bullies stopped for a while, only to shift their target to her. I begged the bully to stop their doings and only perform their activities on him. She was traumatized after that incident and left the school and transferred somewhere else.

Oh God, I beseech you from this dark place,

Where my life feels like a never-ending race.

I'm fighting and struggling every single day,

With neglecting parents and bullies at school, come what may.

Why did you make my life this way?

A living hell, with no end in sight, I pray.

I've lost all hope and can't seem to find the light,

In this darkness, everything feels wrong and not right.

My heart is heavy, and my soul is weary,

I feel like giving up; the struggle is too scary.

Why did you burden me with such a heavy load?

I'm drowning in my pain, with nowhere to go.

My parents' constant fighting and neglect,

The bullies at school, who caused me to reject,

I don't know what I did to deserve this fate,

Why is my life so full of hate?

Oh God, if you're there, please hear my cry,

Help me find the strength to get by.

Give me the courage to face each day,

And guide me on a path to find my way.

I pray to thee, with all my heart and soul,

To heal this pain and make my broken heart whole.

Why must I face such struggles every day?

Bullies at school who make me feel astray.

The weight of these burdens is too much to bear,

Why must I endure this endless despair?

I long for love and kindness to surround,

And to feel like in this world, I am not bound.

I don't know what the future holds,

But I trust you to guide me through the cold.

Please, help me find a way out of this living hell,

And bring peace to my heart, so I can start to heal.

Tears dropping from his eyes,

A reminder of the pain inside.

With each tear that falls,

The weight of the pain appalls.

He feels like his world is falling apart,

All hope lost, nowhere to start.

The tears flow down his cheeks,

A language his heart speaks.