I am just looking up to the ceiling,
and wondering,
"Why am I not dead yet?"
The man sleeping next to me,
"Who is he?"
Why me?
"WHY IS IT ME!?"
It's not the first time that this happened,
This abuse.
I just want to die as the tears roll down my cheeks.
I just want to take the blade and end it all,
But here I am again...
Only I would know my pain,
Not even GOD would know..
I am so scared of what is to come..
I am so alone in this fight,
What should I do?
I keep thinking and thinking and I am still lost.
As the tears run down my face,
My heart getting slower to the sound of this game of his.
I am getting Numb,
To everything and everyone..
I wish I could run away,
But my hands are tied down,
I feel paralyzed under his control,
I feel like I am a pet and He is the master controlling my thoughts and emotions.
What should I do?
The cellphone ringing,
My heart beating faster than it should.
I am dying inside,
Why can you not see that!?
Why can you not hear me scream!?
I guess the game has just begun..