In the dark of the night, I lose my sight,
My hands touch a grimy wall to guide me,
I stumble throught the room ready to fight,
Screaming my loudest I yell, Let me be.
The door I try to unlock, it's no use,
Why did you take me away from my home?
You don't love me, all I feel is abuse,
I hope one day you drop that stupid phone.
Every day I scream, can't someone hear?
I'm not sure how much longer I can stand.
It's not uncommon for my eyes to tear,
I just wish someone could lend me a hand.
Some day I'll get far away from this place,
And maybe a lawyer will take the case.
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Teacher Notes:
-Perfect rhyme scheme - meter count is great, but emphasis a bit off. Very disturbing image. Powerful!
-Accents a bit awkward
-Perfect meter (Second part, last two lines)
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