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Dec 2014
"Little black holes, open window to souls.
The flames rise and I see hell in your eyes.
Through the darkness, lives no light.
Not even a soul trapped inside.
Just another dead thing chained to this earth.
Condemned to bare all the hurt.
Tortured by a life that has no worth."

A mother and Father begin to shout.
Through the front door a father walks out.
A young daughter is woken.
Through mothers cries words are spoken.
Her family is now broken.

A week since her father has been gone.
Her mother has now withdrawn.
To grandma the daughter is pawn.
Every day mother comes home at dawn.
The daughter knows something is wrong.

A new man is brought home each night.
Mother outright father from daughter's sight.
Hatred towards mother a daughter tries to fight.
This daughter under goes a fright.
She knows nothing will ever become right.

A young girls childhood is taken.
Shattered by a divorce she is shaken.
Truth of reality she is reawaken.
Below a man a daughter is forsaken.
Views of mother's happiness are mistaken.



Forsaken Me Inside Hell

Abandoned and tortured used as a mule.
A form of entertainment for the devil and you.
Chained and ******* so you can abuse.
A soul was the price I had to pay and lose.
I took that walk through hell and rebelled.
My heart gave me strength and I continued to propel.
In the lonely hours my mind fought the doubts.
I had to fight my way to break free and get out.



The Nightmare

Illusions by the conscience formed into a dream.
Vivid images of nightmares barely allow me to sleep.
My tortured past creeps up and starts to haunt me.
Reminding me I'm a fighter with the power to break free.
Protect the ones I love and escape the evil beast.
Amber Lynn Cosentino
Written by
Amber Lynn Cosentino  Buffalo
(Buffalo)   
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