Silence.
All I hear, so alone and so much fear.
Sobbing.
For the lonliness kills, this feeling hard to bare.
Pain.
Thrown down the stairs, thrashing I can still feel.
Hell.
All the time, my house will never be safe.
Insanity.
Can't go upstairs, the trouble will occur.
Blood.
Not to be alone for long, hit the wall hard,
Break.
Everything inside and out, what is there to do?
Death.
Is the result of abuse...
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If you really go through this, call the police!