Scarred

SOMETIMES IT COMES TO ME LIKE A STAR IN THE NIGHT A VISION OF PEACE DISSAPPEARED 
WITHOUT A SOUND.MY MIND RACES BACK AND FORTH WITH THOUGHTS OF MY LIFE,SOME 
SHAKE ME TO THE BONE SOME STAB ME WITH A KNIFE.
IM JUST A SIMPLE GIRL WITH BURDENS THAT I CARRY MY LIFE CONSISTS OF CONSTANT 
PAIN THAT ONLY GOD WOULD KNOW.FROM THE HANDS OF A MAN THAT I GAVE MY HEART TO 
THE BODY OF A GIRL WANTING LOVE.
AS SWET POURED DOWN HIS BROW I KNEW IT GET WORSE FUNNY I DIDNT END UP IN THE 
BACK OF A HURSE.OF COURSE I DIDNT THAT WAS TO EASY I WAS MEANT TO BE HEARD BY 
MEN AND WOMEN IN BETWEEN.
SLEEPING WITH ONE EYE OPEN JUST TO SEE IT COMING BY CHANCE HE'LL BE TIRED AND 
FORGET MY EVENING BELT.THOUGH HE SAID THAT HE LOVED ME AND WAS GOING TO 
CHANGE IT LASTED MORE THAN SIX YEARS TILL I GOT OUT THE GAME.
FROM CORDS AND CANES TO PUSHING DOWN THE STAIRS YOU COULD LITRALLY COUNT MY 
BEATINGS BY THE SPATTERED BLOODY HAIRS.I TRY TO FIND A REASON THAT I WENT 
THROUGH PURE HELL AND I COME UP WITH THE CONCLUSION ITS BECAUSE I DIDNT TELL.
WITH BLACK EYES AND WELTS I COVERED ALL THE REST STAMP OF APPROVAL WAS 
EMBEDDED ON MY CHEST.I ENDURED ALL THE PAIN BECAUSE I BELIEVED IN LOVE BUT 
THROUGH EVERY BEATING I REALIZED IT NEVER WAS.
THE LOOK ON MY FACE DISGUISED ALL THE FEAR HIDING BEHIND A ENDLESS TEAR.MAMA 
AND DADDY NEVER KNEW JUST WHAT I WENT THROUGH BECAUSE I ALWAYS BELIEVED YOU 
HAVE TO DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO.
I CANT SLEEP AT NIGHT THOUGH HE'S NOW GONE AFRAID WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES THE 
MONSTER WILL RETURN.FOR MANY YEARS TO COME I HAVE TO LIVE WITH THIS HORROR 
ACKNOWLEDGING NOT EVERY PERSON IS LIKE JEFFERY DAHMER.
HE CUT MY HEART IN TWO AND RIPPED MY SOUL TO SHREDS NOW IM LEFT TO CARRY ON 
WITH WHAT LITTLE I HAVE LEFT!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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