note: i am on a writers block. this is the best i can do 2 express what i
did


when you told me how you felt about me
and said that you couldnt live without me
did you realize this would be the last time you would see me
happy?

the same night as i came home
my father came at me
in a terrible rage he was and beat me
until he could beat me
no more

i ran away from that place of fear
and didnt only shed one tear
many more i could taste
and still more came.

im back here again
the winter was there when
i tried to get away
so i failed

no more strength to try again
so tired i am i cannot move
the only comfort in this
is that daddy fell down the stairs

 
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