Pain. Anger. Hurt. Those were the only things I was able to feel 24/7. Like a never ending cycle bound to keep happening for eternity. I was shattered. My soul was nothing. I was in a constant state of turmoil. Maybe because that's all I've ever done. The one person who was supposed to love care and protect me does the opposite. He brings nothing but pain and suffering but he's all I have.Every day I live through the same thing. Yelling. Screaming. Beatings. Will it ever end? I used to question that but now I have no thoughts. I've completely ruined from the inside out. So what am I to do when that's all I ever know. To cover, hide and cower in the corner. To never speak up or even say a word.....ever. I wish someone would notice..... Even utter a word of concern but there's no one. What is my point in the world? Would anyone miss me? Of course not I am a waste up space in this world that I've barely explored and maybe I don't want to. What if I see what the world really is and my dream goes away. That I realize the world is as dark and cruel as my home or I should say my house is in now. Maybe I should end it....is it worth it? No one would ever want me. How could that even be a question? I'm broken and tattered and that is all ill ever be.
Maybe it's time to end it?
