outlet

uh-oh here we go, you come home and and it seems i will be your outlet once again. You grab my hair draggin me to the room throwing me on the floor, yelling and screaming i can feel the rage and disgust in your voice as yiu start hitting me with your fist.Iam on the floor crying begging you to stop please  just stop, shut up you yell so i dont wake the boys so i just lay there tears running down my face my blood is dripping and new briuses are forming covering up the old ones. Time seems to stand still as you keep on pounding and kicking till you finally run out of steam, you look down at me sweat running down with hate in your eyes you tell me to get dressed and you walk away like you always do, till the nxt time you need a outlet and all i think about is maybe just maybe next time that will be the end.