Abusing life

by kel   Oct 13, 2004


I beg to know what I did wrong, I want to understand
Why was I sent here, to this evil land?
Can’t you see I hurt? Please let me know you care.
I can still feel those stinging slaps and those harsh words,
See the marks upon my body that shouldn’t be there,
From punches to kicks, I try to hide, but they found their way to me all the time
To you it may seem, that I’m all happy,
Cos on the outside, a sweet, calm smiles on my face, but if you into my eyes,
You will see storm clouds billow and churn; tears glaze them like rainy day skies.
Soon I’ll sleep in a blanket of darkness, where my only friend is…
A silent voice and distant eyes.
Oh my lovely God, I won't be able to take much more of this abuse…
I’m cold ‘n’ lonely, help me break free, I’ve had a rough time
Please answer me. Answer my pleas.
Hear my prayers, my beloved father.

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