Pain Is Not Me

October 3, 2011
Your hateful words sear my soul like a branding iron. The abuse I have to endure make my blood boil. Every slap or punch makes me sink away into my dark lonely soul. When you apologize the feeling never reaches your eyes, as though you don't care. I hide my tears and pain while I watch your life tick away. I am a ticking bomb ready to strike your weak point.....
You longer live and breathe to enjoy my pain.





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