Abuse

You have a temper.
You're way to violent.
Those two things don't mix.
And you take your anger out on me.
You hit me for telling the truth.
Everyone in this family is scared of you.
When you hit, punch, and scream at me,
all i can do is stand there.
Because of your abuse,
i'm miserable,
my life is bad in the same house as you.
Because of your abuse,
I think about suicide,
or running away.
You wouldn't care,
you said it yourself.
Others are trying to get me to,
stop thinking about suicide,
or running away.
Doing either of those,
would make you think that you succedded;
on making my life miserable.
about: adoptive mom

by bellababy
posted on 06/02/2008