Painful Tears
I hear him forcing his muscular hands through my brain, when I need to concentrate in my studys. I see her cursing through me, piercing hatred in each word. I see daggers as eyes, shooting tears down my horror-struck face. I feel hurt Inside and out as they be-little every last part of me. I hate myself and everyone around me, I hate myself and everyone around me, I hate myself and everyone around me... nope it didn't work, still no one listens.. to me not even my own voice, imagining being loved, by someone, by myself... where are you, lost soul? Hidden in broken plates thrown at me shattering my worth since birth.. I hope there is a part of me left to treat my children with better care... To love guard and protect them, not like I was punished for being born, One day, I will love myself!








