Abuse

The night was dark
And she was alone.
She was getting further and further from her home.
Blood was dripping from her lip.
All it took was just one hit.
Tears fell from her eyes
As she looked up to the cloudly skys.
Wishing she could find a place called home.
But inside she knew she was all alone.
She carried a gun in her pocket.
And she tore off her heart shapped locket.
She's been hurt many times before.
But once it's over she will hurt no more.
She turns around to go back from where she came.
She felt like she was going insane.
She walks up to the door,
He opened it up and hit her some more.
He wrapped his hands around her throat,
And squeezed and sqeezed until she choked.
Then he threw her against the wall.
And he laughed as he watched her fall.
Then she stood up with all her might,
For she was not ready to give up the fight.
She slowly reached into her pocket,
Pulled out the gun and shot him in the eye socket.
He fell back into the floor.
Just to make sure she shot him some more.
She laughed and laughed because he was dead.
Although, the painful memories remained stuck in her head.

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