I’m sick of this
The way you are
You beat me up
And do me harm
I want out
You say no
I say please
You say don't go
You make me feel guilty
It gives you pleasure
Why can’t I leave?
Why do I have to suffer?
I try to run
Far away
I need help
I can’t stay
I’m in pain
It hurt so bad
I know if I leave
You will get mad
There’s a scar
And a bruise
I beg and beg
But you make me choose
I want a life
I want to have fun
You say no I don't
And you have a gun
I scared now
I say I’m sorry
You say too late
But don't worry
You say it won’t hurt
That it will be over soon
I start to cry
Then hear a boom
I look down
And see blood
Then my eyes
Start to flood
I collapse on the floor
You walk away
I’m important to you
Or at least you say
I’m slowly dying
In your sight
You had to teach me a lesson
And say I shouldn't fight
I want to live
And have fun
You won’t let it
Don’t want me to run
I’ll wait for you
like you say
You had a perfect plan
But I found a glitch
I lie there smiling
You ask me why
I say thank you
I slipped right by
You realized that
I got away
Like I told you
I’ll get away! ! !
~2007~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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