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Living In Hell

Living in Hell I’ve never been one to believe in myself; I’ve never tried to seek any help. I’ve just sat around and lived in Hell; Now it’s time I made it matter and did something else. I’ve lived too long in sin; The fire rains down on your Heaven in flames. I am not, or never will be, all I could have been, Because I have apathy for everything and I embrace the pain. She is deep inside of me; I cannot be set free. She eats away at me; I need myself to be, Gone and long forgotten. Left for dead, going rotten. Hell is all I have ever known and all I feel with you; Break my mind to pass the time, because I have become unglued. Rip my heart from out of my chest and leave me here to rot; Loving you cost me my soul and your lies are all it took. Now I know I’ve got to get away; I’ve got to escape, to get out of this Hell you have made. Because I have become somehow, the sacrificial cow. We are nothing when we are us, so leave here now. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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Date: 2/17/2016 6:33:00 AM
I am there with u. My husband is like that. Hell is all I have ever known with him, but then, I digress, when he "allows" us to b happy we are. And I agree w/ Silent One and Joseph, u r a great poet.
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Minister Jenna Williams
Date: 6/3/2016 2:13:00 PM
Aa Harvey It doesn't matter I left when I was prego with 1st child and then again and again a total of 7x n 1st 5 yrs. Running and hiding is exhausting so I eventually gave up and quit. We now have 3 boys and he has only gotten more controlling. Now I am not even allowed to drive or grocery shop or n e of the normal things wives do w/out their husbands.
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Aa Harvey
Date: 2/17/2016 6:37:00 AM
Thank you. You husband clearly doesn't know what he has to lose.

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