You broke my legs
So I couldn't walk
You sewed my mouth
So I couldn't talk
You stapled my eyes
So I couldn't see
All of the things
You have taken from me
In that room
It was so dark
At night I pleaded
To the stars
To make me free
Or take my life
I could not last
Another night
I could not go
Without your say
Yet you'd hurt me
If I stayed
Destroyed my books
And my possessions
Never had answers
And only raised questions
What have I done
To deserve all of this?
What happened to you,
And what did I miss?
Like when we were driving
That night in the car
You scared me so bad
And hit me so hard
My breath was taken
From within my lungs
My face became swollen
And my tears had stung
I can't recall how
But I finally ran
I just waited for you
To let go of my hand
Broke loose and made it
To a secluded place
And now I'm alone
Waiting to be saved
© 2007 Dommi
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