my pastA Poem by lady londonpoem about how i felt during the nine years of abuse from my step fatherthe feeling of loneliness consumes me morbid thoughts of suicide run through my head with every blow the misery gets worse drags me down till i can no longer feel the threats become worse day by day it's remarkable i'm still alive everyday the peril grows waiting for my last breath overpowering hate surrounds me the strikes get worse each time the damage unbearable so sick and tired of the suffering © 2009 lady londonReviews
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1 Review Added on June 23, 2009 Last Updated on June 23, 2009 Authorlady londonberea, OHAboutMy name is London. My hair may be black but I am a blonde at heart. I probably won't put stuff on here unless I'm truly bored. I am married. I am a bi-sexual. I am generally a nice person but if you m.. more..Writing
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