My Life is Piece Of Hell

How disgusting, how can a sixteenth girl sit alone in dark gloomy prison writing her story on paper with a line full of worries and her hand trembles when remembering the dull future, It has only given a few days to let it all of her living in a miserable life.
It all starts with my birth when everyone said to my mom: your pregnancy is misery and torment and your son Is a curse.
She sitting in a scary dark room does not shine any light, she sits in front of a candle, waiting her life story waiting for the inevitable death.
Everyone left her alone , struggling with life, and resisting the bad ,and her big dream is for her lover to come and break her chains and get her out of her hell.
Is love coming or love an bullshit ?