Free-Fall

Exhaustion over comes me
as I lick the wounds you left.
Your daily barrage of endless
criticizing and hate pours over me.
You've been at it so long
I'm beginning to believe all you say.
I lay awake each night hearing 
your insults over and over again.
All hope has been drained from me.
I free-fall back into this hell
you have made for me.
Why cant you just let me be?
I ask myself this all the time,
all the while knowing the answer.
You thrive off hurting and ridiculing me
only to make yourself feel better.
All fight has left me.
I once again lay here in free-fall.

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[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

Oh Alien Gods!
This is so true....
Repeated criticism takes ones strength to go on away..
And then one wonders if there is a light...in sight..
"All fight has left me."
you got it summed up there.