As I sit there at the edge
scared to death
As I sit there at the edge
shaking and crying
with not a soul or voice to come
and help me
All I can see was the white light as
the pain flows through my brain
The fear inside of me took over
my hole body
“AM SORRY” I scared
“GOD PLEASE HELP WHY ME?
Of course no answer just my tears and the voice that I feared
I just couldn't at my age believe
my life was still this way
And I never have nothing to say
The worst part of it all was the look on my baby's face to look at her
mother always getting beat this
way
Nothing hurts more then that in this world.
By Donna💁🏽
©ladonna
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