All alone I sit and cry

I wonder why I can’t just let myself die?

  

I lay on my bed,

Covering my head.

But inside I’m already dead!

  

I hope tonight he just falls asleep.

So here in silence I may weep.

  

He comes to my room,

And I feel I’m doomed.

I wish I could run

Run from what he calls “fun”!

    

But the torture has just begun,

I wish he was gone.

I wish I could be alone.

But home is all I’ve ever known.

    

He is always there,

Ready to tear.

And I’m always here,

Full of tears……

    

But enough’s enough.

Tonight I will stay tough

And maybe for once they will see

That they can no longer hurt me.