It seems my tongue has been torn from my head.
With all thees thoughts i have never said.
And if i could talk, the only thing I'd say.
Is maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
And so i live my life in silence, and in fear.
For if i talk, the end of my life would be near.
Because he is this coward drowning my feelings with hate.
And if i don't do what he demands,
My body he'll again sexually want to rape.
How does one escape thees tendency's?
For i cannot scream.
And if i somehow tell someone
they'd just tell me it was a bad dream.
How do i live? knowing when i come home.
I'll feel like someone who has always been alone.
How do i love? when he has destroyed it for me.
For whenever someone touches me, it is his face i see.
I want to end it, but i know there could be more.
As soon as i gain courage to walk out the door.
I just ask for all this to end,
So maybe someday, i will have a love and a friend.
--This isn't a true story about me, its just about someone i know. And they probably think i don't even care about them. . . ---- Please comment and vote, it would mean a lot. thanks---
