I'm sorry.
What could I have done.
When I fell before you.
When I feared you.
I was only dead weight.
Every strike
Every word withered me.
I'm sorry.
What did I do to deserve the endless beatings.
They burned me.
Every black and blue mark struck to the skin told me you didn't love me
Am I such a killer.
Don't blame me.
Why don't you see that I'm sorry but you wont for give me.
I'm sorry
All I wanted was a friend.
But I was scared.
I always shivered in my ice cold bed
Of when you would come in.
To hurt me.
When it struck me I could fell the slicing pain.
To my back.
All I wanted was a friend.
A friend I'm never going to get.
And that's all I see.
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