Drowning In Sorrow- Poetry

You.

The leather hits your skin at full force,
But this time you don't feel the pain,
You got used to all of it,
The mental and the physical.

And now every time that you see the mark of leather like overlapping skin,
The tears pour out your eyes,
Like snow in a blizzard,
But you can't stop,
The fountain of tears is overflowing,
And all you can think of is the monster living with you.

Your eyes red,
And your cheeks splotched,
He can never go back this time,
Your throat is closed up and every time you try to talk,
You start crying again,
And you feel weak,
And you stare next to you,
At the little girl crying looking back at you,
And you can feel her pain,
But never your own.

What have you done to deserve the pain thrown at you?
What have you done to deserve the hatred of this world?
What have you done to deserve all of this?
You were happy for once,
And it was all destroyed,
It fell apart like all the other homes around you.

You made friends,
And was told they would leave you.

You can feel your heart break,
And this time you don't care.

You grabbed scissors,
Staring at them like they were heroes,
And when it made contact with your skin,
You flinched,
And this time you knew,
You were scared of everything around you.

Even inanimate objects,
That were supposed to heal you.