Again
Everything within me screams out,
do you just not hear,
do you just not see?
It's okay,
take another hit,
take everything out on me.
This is the way things work,
I understand ,
I see.
Hold me back,
to help yourself,
nothing belongs to me,
this I know well.
You are my prison,
you are my love,
You are me hell.
~Is this piece fact or fiction? Can anybody tell? ~
writers note: I hope this piece persuades you all to think and feel what abuse is like and I would like to know your thoughts:)-Crimson
By Colored in Crimson
© 2011 Colored in Crimson
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