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Battered and broken

I lay here praying,

hoping the blows will stop.

I look for the right thing to say,

but every time I open my mouth,

the attacks get worse.

So I sit there

and close my self off,

hoping I can find safety in the silence.

But even that can not save me.

For my silence is taken as insolence,

and my attacker flies into a frenzy of rage.

Just as I lose hope,

and about to give up,

They stop thier attack.

The rage that drove them so fiercely before,

now gone,

leaving them tired as they walk away.

As they leave,

I close my eyes,

and wish I had never came back to this hell.

I've lost almost all control,

unsure of what should be done next.

The path that I was following,

had seemed so clear to me,

yet it has now dissapeared

and left me lost,

and unsure of what to do next.

I see my options ahead of me,

but I fear the effects

that my choices will cause.

For no matter what I may do,

someone will end up hurt.

I sit here in the silence,

watching memories flashing by.

Memories I thought were long gone,

some that remind me of hurt,

others that bring long lost joy.

I could sit for days,

just sifting though all the memories I have.

Rembering old friends,

and thinking about the new ones.

Laughing at fun times

and crying at the sad times.

I try to hold back the memories

so I can live my life,

but some times they take over,

giving me no choice but to watch,

to re-live them,

no matter if I want to or not.

It's hard,

but I some how manage to pull through,

to see the next day,

and not the last one.

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wayne
19:57 Oct 15 2008

you have some awsom poems

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