A Woman In Prison

LIVING IN A PRISON REMEMBERING MY ABRUSIVE HUSBAND, OF ALL THE TERRIBLE THINGS HE UESED TO SAY AND DO TO ME, NO MATTER HOW MUCH I LOVED THAT MAN, HE STILL MISTREATED ME, TIRED OF HIDING BLACK EYES AND SWOLLEN RED LIPS, I FELT LIKE A PUNCHING BAG AND A PIN COUCHIN, THE MORE I STAY THERE THROUGH THE YEARS, I FELT LIKE I COULD'NT FIGHT BACK, HE MADE ME LIKE I WAS'NT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE, COVERING MY SORE BLACK EARS FROM LISTENING TO HIS VERBAL WORDS, EVERYDAY I FEARED FOR MY LIFE RUNNING, HIDING AND SCREAMING FOR HIM TO LEAVE ME ALONE, KICKING BEATING ME WITH HIS FISTS AND HANDS, I GOT SO TIRED OF LOOKING IN THE MIRROR OF BRUISES AND WHIPS COVERING MY ENTIRE BODY, SO ONE DAY HE CAME HOME, HITTING ME, SLAPPING ME, I FOUGHT BACK, ALL I REMEMBER WAS HIM LYING ON THE KITCHEN FLOOR IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD FROM A GUN SHOT IN THE HEAD, I DON' REGRET WHAT I DONE, I REGRET NOT LEAVING HIM WHEN HE FIRST STARTED BEATING ME, NOW I'M A WOMAN IN PRISON SERVING 30 YEARS, WHO 5 CHILDREN ARE AWARD OF THE STATE, FIGHTING FOR A APPEAL TO BE RELEASE ONE DAY TO SEE MY CHILDREN