Escape

by Sherry Lynn   May 16, 2005


Escape

Look around
Tell me
What do you see?

You have made my life
Pure hell and misery
I can not do this
No not again
I will be your punching bag
Not for another second

Where will I go?
Where can I hide?
Will I be found?
Will you haunt me
til the day I die?

Oh Father please
Protect my children
From the monster
That has set out
To destroy me

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