Her Hell
You seem to have the perfect life you have the boy by your side you have created life
but all you really do is cry you wake up in the middle of night and realize he isn't by your
side & you start to wonder why you deserve such a messed up life, You're the envy of all
of your friends but in reality you just want it all to end Every day you pretend your ok
you cover up the bruises & put a fake smile on your face you know you're a shameful
disgrace & you deserve it when he puts his fists in your face, You're sitting at home
watching him shoot up again you've had enough of his hell you grab his keys run
towards the door but he throws you to the floor just like all the other times before. You
go to your room begin to pray please God take this away i don't think i will live to see
another day.
Copyright © Melinda Bond | Year Posted 2009
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