Why does she have to be treated as a slave in her own home?
Why does she have to raise a child she didnâ??t even have?
Why is she the one who has to be the mom?
Why canâ??t she just live her life?
I think she is brave
For living in that awful hell she knows
She hates her situation but she is strong and will make it through the fire
Her beautiful heart full of sadness
She feels like she canâ??t go on
But at the same time she has to for the ones she loves
Her eyes swollen from the many oceans of tears still show who she can be someday
As for her wrist bloody and scared shows that at times she canâ??t stand it and the only way she can make it to feel better is to slice the flesh of her own
She aches so bad inside with the
Tornados and avalanches inside of her mind whirling and falling to millions of pieces
I try so hard to help her but all I can give her is comfort
Is that even enough?
I will always be there for her no matter what
She needs a sturdy wall for her to hold onto for support thatâ??s why I am here for her
Everyday is the same for her
Nothing new
Watch the baby and clean the house is her responsibilities
She has to because she is the â??slaveâ??
As she is referred to
Words that sting her ears scream throughout the house
She wonders to her self â??why? Why do they not understand that I am in pain? Why canâ??t I have any help with this mess? Why do they treat me like I am worthless?â??
She wants to live a normal life
She wants to go out and be crazy
Like all the other many teens out there but she knows she canâ??t
The night is her haven where she can be herself with no name calling, fighting or yelling
It is â??her timeâ?? where she can be alone and not have to worry about anything
But thenâ?¦morning comes itâ??s the same day as the day before
There she goes again
Marianne Joy Anglesey
Dedicated to Amber Wheeler, my best friend. You can do it I know it! It will be over and you will be happy!
