As I sit amongst people, I feel alone. Everything, is so broken. My heart, my mind and my soul. Even, faith where did it go?

My mind wanders off, into a secluded place. I find myself lost, in a dark, lonely space. I am convinced I'm a burden, to family and friends. So I keep my pain buried within, as I wear a mask over my face.

My life has never been perfect, but I was born a different girl. Until he forced away my innocence, ruining my child hood. I forgot how to play, and laugh like the rest. I wasnt able to be a kid anymore. He changed the way I viewed the world.

I can't sleep, still to this day, that monster haunts my dreams. I wish I could escape the past, but the nightmares they always last. I pray one day, I am set free.

Why did God let this happen,
I guess I'll never know.
I pray for help, and a brand new soul.
Unfortunately, Im trapped in a vigorous black hole.

I struggle to obtain reality, at times that's hard to do. I hardly see the point in living, and no one has the slightest clue.

I've been trained to feel unworthy,
I am ugly, and hard to love. I will never be good enough.

What am I still fighting for? I will never be the girl, I was before. Thanks to his pleasure, but my torture, I’m tired of living this fucking war!
#meg
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