Pain

Have you ever had your finger snapped in half, by the one who says they love you? Have you ever been drugged through the house by the hair on your head? Have you ever sat in a room by your self, wanting and wishing to die? Have you ever laid in bed all night long, remembering every name, and every hateful word that was spoken to you? Have you ever had broken bones on top of already broken bones and repeattley punch in the head and have multiple concussion. You haven’t? Well I have, that pain is nothing compared to the pain I’m feeling right now. This pain has dug it’s claws into my chest. Ripping my flesh and bones apart. Taking my heart out my chest, and throwing it on the ground, while pouring gallons of salt in the open hole that was just cut into me. My tears pour down my face, uncontrollable. My stomach is on fire, I can feel the burning, deep in the pit of my stomach like I’m standing in hell. Can’t cut the pain away, or I’ll be consider unfit as a parent. Can’t drink the pain away or else what I been fighting for will be ripped from me. So what is one to do?? Sit and ponder in this pain?? Can’t ask for help, or they say your unfit. The pain and the memories just keep repeating, burning every inches of your body. But no, your force to sit and let it burn you up until nothing is left but a hollow shell……..I can’t even finish my thoughts, cause I’m that far gone in pain. Thanks