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Dreading to be alone in this room with you.
The very thought of you makes my blood boil with hatred .
Refusing to leave the love hate relationship.
Awkward silence day after day.
Then boom!The pain of the iron fist in my face.
Take this pain away . It haunts me like a horror movie night after night .
I long for peace and happiness.
The smell of cherries illuminates the room ,and all fears disappear .
Leaves fall to the floor like cold raindrops on a winter morn.
Memories of my happy childhood then flood my mind.
Suddenly blood drips down my forehead like a faucet and I am afraid.
This agony is killing me softly .
Every step I take leads me back to where I first started.
I need to get away .
This love wears me down and I'm tired.
My body is weak and weary.
Longing to find shelter from the storms.
Then I gasp my last air as hands grabbed my throat .
Would this be my demise?
I was left for death .
Death has shown herself to me.
Never had I known the beauty and sweetness of death .
no pain , no sorrows and no anguish.
Consciousness returned .
Another chance was given.
Life was an option once more.
I escaped death like a lion spared for the slaughter.
No more pain . No more gruesome attacks .
I took back my freedom and I now have a second chance .
My past is now the past.
My earthly throne is before me .
I can now wear my crown .
All the abuse is a thing of the past .
Back to reality . Reality is now .
I am free.
The very thought of you makes my blood boil with hatred .
Refusing to leave the love hate relationship.
Awkward silence day after day.
Then boom!The pain of the iron fist in my face.
Take this pain away . It haunts me like a horror movie night after night .
I long for peace and happiness.
The smell of cherries illuminates the room ,and all fears disappear .
Leaves fall to the floor like cold raindrops on a winter morn.
Memories of my happy childhood then flood my mind.
Suddenly blood drips down my forehead like a faucet and I am afraid.
This agony is killing me softly .
Every step I take leads me back to where I first started.
I need to get away .
This love wears me down and I'm tired.
My body is weak and weary.
Longing to find shelter from the storms.
Then I gasp my last air as hands grabbed my throat .
Would this be my demise?
I was left for death .
Death has shown herself to me.
Never had I known the beauty and sweetness of death .
no pain , no sorrows and no anguish.
Consciousness returned .
Another chance was given.
Life was an option once more.
I escaped death like a lion spared for the slaughter.
No more pain . No more gruesome attacks .
I took back my freedom and I now have a second chance .
My past is now the past.
My earthly throne is before me .
I can now wear my crown .
All the abuse is a thing of the past .
Back to reality . Reality is now .
I am free.
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