Misery

Written by: Taylor Nelson

Before you read this poem, I would like to state a few things.  First off, I am not suicidal. I 
have never tried to end my life, nor do I plan on trying to end my life. I grew up in a house 
where my parents argued, and screamed on a daily basis, sometimes well into the morning 
hours of the day.  There were days where I slept outside in a sleeping bag because it felt safer 
then my own bed.  For those of you who are parents, or want to become parents, i would 
like to let you know that there is more then one way to abuse and neglect your children.  
Words can have the an impact on your children far greater then any blow or punishment ever 
could.Since this poem was written 5 years ago, I have moved away from that horrible house; 
however, some things can not so easily be forgotten.

Misery Hopeless, crushing, darkness, despair You know not what pain your words inflict The poison noise that pierces the soul Day in and out Over and over Never ending Why do i deserve such torment Is death the only escape from this waking hell I'm bound to this, not with chains but with fear An inescapable prison The only shelter, my pen and paper. My friends through which happiness seep into this wasteland To hope for peace that will not come. I close my eyes I wish away this hatred and violence but it will not flee Do i have the strength? Can i make it on my own? Can i break free and fly Or will fear keep me bound in shackles and chains Till sweet death is the only release.