Sad Life

by Heather   Aug 10, 2009


Abuse.
Throwing a fit.
Getting slapped.
Being hit.

I can't go on,
My head is sore.
Knocked into the chair.
Being thrown onto the floor.

My self esteem
Is very low.
My feelings though
I do not show.

Thinking, dreaming
Always crying.
Being sad.
Feel like dying.

Trying to make it
Day by day.
My state of mind
In a fray.

Wanting to start over
Not knowing where to start.
I know I'll be okay though,
I can feel it in my heart.

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