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[aid] => mick
[title] => Her Own Private Living Hell
[time] => 2004-03-16 14:42:24
[hometext] => I've never been through this myself... I can only imagine her pain... her own private living hell...
[bodytext] => "I will not be afraid of the dark..." She once promised to herself As the darkness surrounds her life And creeps farther in... every single night She will wait 'til dawn To evaluate the damage done As the terrors that rule the night Have an iron grip on her life Somehow... she needs to hold on... But at the same time... to let go... To feel the light of day flood the darkness surrounding her lost, anguished soul As the sunlight trickles in... thru the thin cracks left across her heart that won't mend The beatings... the bruisings... have left their mark... taken their toll Both verbally and physically... outta control I've never been through this myself... I can only imagine her pain... her own private living hell Time heals all wounds... they say Though it may take forever... in this case The wounds are cut too deep... hard to bare Like they've been cut with razor wire raked across her heart... her soul with no remorse... no care She has no feelings left anymore... She numb from all the anguish and pain It has left her to the point... not a care in her remains What happens now...? Where will she go from here? How does she bare this life of heartache and pain? It's all so unclear... When there's no one near to help her regain The dignity lost thru all the sin and all the shame She feels... she's been in this life for far too long And still... this is really where her heart belongs But suddenly... oh, so... suddenly.... It all explodes again! Her life gets turned upside down in an instant Again... and again... and again... the anger grows And again... the angry blows... they come... they go Leaving a huge void inside her soul... Where love once resided... Ripped... torn violently away... As she struggles to cope with her pain Aching to feel... a loving, tender touch Yet... somehow... she knows this much... It's too late... To ever feel that kind of touch again in her life She's living on the edge... of what was once her paradise Scared... barely breathing... She reaches for the long, sharp knife As she struggling to live in her own private living hell... Just a stone's throw away... from that sweet, sweet paradise... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 48 [informant] => kidpoet_213 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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