Torture

 Why do I put up with you?

Tearing me down,

Kicking me around.

You making me cry,

Telling me I’m useless trash without a reason to why.

 

Why do I put up with it?

You treat me like I’m your failure,

When all I want to be is your treasure.

I don’t need this,

I don’t need to sit here and take your fist.

 

That’s it I’m done.

No one should accept that torment,

You’re abusive pass has been spent.

I’m running away,

The police now know and you’re going to pay.

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