Tracey Lawrence Poet Dramatic Verse

My Hell Is Home

NOTE: i need to get it out. or i feel i will pass out for the feelings i describe are what i have to hide. for my school is a hell enough then i get home and it gets tough.  


Came home late
 
To postpone the hate 
To forget the wars 
That is behind closed doors. 

To forget the hurt 
To forget the pain 
But it doesn’t matter  
I got it all the same 

The door has closed in the night 
And the feelings  gave me a fright 
For he kicked me in the head 
Told me he would make me dead 

Yelling kicking screaming 
Saying why am  I so late 
“your grounded get to your room. 

Picked myself up from the floor
And wiped my bleeding lip 
Held my hands on my side 
Another broken rib 

Stumbled on the stairs 
It hurts and I am numb 
Closed the door in my room 
And reached for the gun 
BANG !
I took my life 
I am not prisoner her now 
As my soul floats to heaven 
I am finally free now

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Lucilla Carrillo August 27, 2014 at 5:49 AM This is so sad. I hope it is not real, but sadly it sounds like it is. Things like this have to be reported. You don't have to live like this. Have a blessed day... Lucilla

Maurice Yvonne August 26, 2014 at 7:56 PM if one or more of your family is abusing you. you have to get help. again you write very well. however if this is actually happening to you then it breaks my heart. you are right you need to get it out it is good to write but solutions are good too.