Tonight Is The Night I Finely Rest

Sad abusive story…
He hit me again
What to do
What’s it to you
I cry an ill cry
Maybe hill hit me till I die
I sit in tears night after night without the rest
He hits me again but tonight is different
I will not cry
I will not stress
Cuss to nights the night I finely rest.

By kelsey todd
Published: 3/22/2007		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
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