by Aslean Krouser

Created on: June 27, 2009

Closed Door...

I have not been exposed to nothing but his fist,

Day after day after day, fight after fight after fight.

Until this day I still cant do anything right.

I thought at one point I had him and he had me.

Proved me wrong, he had me alright,

Down on my knees begging baby please.

Not again! But wait what was the mistake?

He laughs..."You," you fool give me a break?

Please! let me leave.

I'll go in peace.

If that was the case, I would not be writing, pleaded my case.

Behind these doors my life is a pretty cold world.

I am going to escape one day, when the time makes way.

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