Living In A Dark World Poem by Tracy Rollings

Hear the wind howling tonight
the cool air blows in
get an awful empty feeling
that crawls under my skin.

All is suppose to be well
isn't really what it seems
living in a dark world
life full of dead dreams.

Murdered by those that hated
striped away without a trace
leaving a scared little child
sadness written across his face.

The anger that you displayed
cuts deeper than a knife
pain that was given freely
left me fearing for my life.

Like I didn't get enough
you had to add more
walk through the house
get knocked to the floor.

Never did anything wrong
didn't like me at all
every time you got drunk
I always took the fall.

Grew up in a dark world
my childhood striped away
bruised body and broken heart
for me just another day.

Memories that still haunt me
forever remains in my mind
loss hope and empty thoughts
only thing I'll ever find.