Beaten Up, Broken Down

"I'd rather be beaten up than broken down"

She said in the corner crying with a frown

She miserably experienced both

So she made the solid oath

"Seek happiness"

Those 2 words muttered past tears of sadness

When did it start

The breaking of her heart?

Maybe the beatings from her father that didn't end

Maybe the verbal abuse from her first, one, and only boyfriend

The back and forth

The ups and downs

The highs and lows

She used to wish that time just froze

Froze in the good times

Without all the "sometimes"

SOMETIMES he loves her

SOMETIMES he's sweet to her

SOMETIMES he hurts her for no reason

SOMETIMES he cheats

ALWAYS she loves him

ALWAYS she's kind to him

ALWAYS she accepts the hurt from him

ALWAYS she is faithful and accepts that he cheats on her

It became a routine for her to be brokenhearted once a week

She stuck with him no matter how bleak

She thought he was just so unique

Although he always continued his hurting streak

No matter what he did

She obtained habits that she surely hid

The underaged girl with a bottle

It was just plain awful

A tipsy crybaby with a blade

She was always afraid

But everyone else is too

When she realized this she knew

She would find happiness by seeing the world anew

"I'd rather not be beaten up or broken down"

She said looking at her newfound happiness in the mirror with an upside down frown