The Last Beating

The last beating Written 5-11-07 Edited 5-15-07 I wake up to hear screaming Loud piercings through my ears I try to ignore them They become more closer The bedroom door creeps open A shadow walks inside Pain, pain seels into my skin Rushing blood onto the floor My nose drips so quickly Bruises begin to form I cry out for help No one around to see My body starts to shutdown But the agony feels much worse I try to stay awake The room begins to spin I now know it's time to die As the beatings become harder I pray to god to forgive What has been done to me I gently close my eyes While the light slowly fades