Same 4 Walls

by violet merie   Nov 22, 2010


I sit here in this room full of lies,
full of broken promises and broken smiles.
Bruises and scars that stay for a long while.
No escape: i scream but no one hears.
He comes back after a couple of beers.
What happens next is what i fear.

And when its done, its done no mercy or remorse.
I have no screams left in me my voice is horse.
I try to speak but when i do i get beat.
So, i dont make a single peep.
As sundown returns my heart races in fear
nowing that the time is near.
These same 4 walls were my heart falls and help is what my body calls.
No answer: nun at all.

Tears fill my eyes i wipe them off.
My body's numb; I don't fell a thing
Whats done is done.
In these same 4 walls.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Jazzy

    Again, I feel so bad for you because my life was the same way when I was younger.

  • 13 years ago

    by violet merie

    Yeah My poems are about me and my life when i was younger

  • 13 years ago

    by Lost Innocence

    Omg...this really sad and you say these come from real life...i feel so sorry for the person in this poem,is it you?