My Hell of a Life

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my name is lisa... i am but 17...my eyes are swollen...I cannot see...I must be stupid...

I must be bad ...What else could have made... My best friend so mad? ...I wish I were better ...

I wish I weren't ugly, ...Then maybe my boyfriend ...Would still want to hug me....

i can't speak at all ...i can't do a wrong ...Or else I'm locked up ...All the day long. ...When

I awake I'm all alone... The house is dark...no one is home ...When my friend does come...

I'll try and be nice, ...So maybe I'll get just... One whipping tonight... Don't make a sound!...

I just heard a car... james is back ...from the Bar....I hear him curse ...My name he calls ...I

press myself ...Against the wall ...I try and hide ...From his evil eyes ...

I'm so afraid now ...I'm starting to cry ...He finds me weeping ...He shouts ugly words,...

He says its my fault ...That he suffers without love. ...He slaps me and hits me ..And

yells at me more,...i finally get free ...And I run for the door. ...He's already locked it ...

And I start to bawl, ...He takes me and throws me... Against the hard wall... I fall to the floor ...

With my bones nearly broken,... and tears and blood all over And my so called best

friend continues ...With more bad words spoken.... "I'm sorry!", I scream ...But its now much too late...

His face has been twisted... into unimaginable hate... The hurt and the pain ...Again and again ...

Oh please God, have mercy!... Oh please let it end!... And he finally stops ...And heads for the door, ...

While I lay there motionless... Sprawled on the floor ...My name is lisa ...And I am but 17, ...

Tonight my best friend ...

swear he whould Murdered me

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