crying in the bedroom
shadows from underneath the door
I can hear the screaming
as she runs across the floor
pent up anger
leaving scars on her chest
wounds bleeding through
putting her to the test
sobbing bringing my breathing to a halt
knifes burning fire
as they seer through my skin
my situation growing dire
my hands shaking with anxiety
head pounding nonsense
thrown against pavement
as I beg God for deliverence
flowers torn away
thorns all but left
the light calling my name
pleeding for death
nails dug in to bring blood
harsh bitter crimson red
shreiking pains
following all the abuse you've said
this is no better than being dead



 
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