Finding Strength
Your in pain i can see
your tired and numb with nothing left to be
you try to hide the bruises and scars
but by the end of the day you still feel marred
wake up in the morning feeling used
the nightmare begins once more, you still feel absued
theres marks on the doors and wholes in the wall
somethings you cant hide at all
trying to avoid the fear
you sit in the closet hoping dawn is near
the neighbors hear the screams and crys
they cant do anything they're hands are tied
alone and scared half beaten to death you found your strenght
you got up and you left.
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