I wish I could be in a place where one loves me for me
This place where I am is Hell
The life I live is not what it seems
This woman you see before you
Hides behind a mask
The mask helps her be someone else
For who she really is is lost behind lies
Nothing she does seems to be enough
There’s always something more
Needed to be done
Nothing seems to be enough
Every-night she comes home
To a messy house
Her so called man
Yells at her to clean it up
Calls her names
And beats her
One day she will rise
She will show this boy
She is strong
She is worth more then words can say
Nothing she does seems to be enough
There’s always something more
Needed to be done
Nothing seems to be enough
This life I live is not what it seems
Please someone save me from this chaos
A Hell of a nightmare
Author notes
About me and how I hide...(Depression...)
Written May 30th, 2005
A contest entry
- modern depression by Dangerousparable.
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Hey there...
Leave him, no revenge, no words....pack and leave.
If he abuses you now he will ALWAYS abuse you.
The first step is always the hardest and your depression will worsen.
A very real share and an honest cry for help.
Well done and stay strong
Simon
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