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Emotional violance,
Haunting me from the past.
A nightmare of tomorrow,
The memory will last.
They point and they laugh,
As I try to disappear.
Fear clouding my mind,
Knowing the edge must be near.
Scared and hurt,
Forced to believe all the lies.
Tears flowing,
Praying that God hears my cries.
Pushing me, shoving me,
Calling me names.
Sick of the torture.
Sick of the games.
Isolated and alone,
Locked up in my room.
Crying and scared,
Awaiting my doom.
Empty and hopeless,
There is no use.
I can't keep running,
From this repetitive abuse. |
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