Alone in my blackened room

I scream, punch the walls

And slit my wrists

Wishing there was someway

For this fearsome pain to end

It feels as if im trapped

Locked away in a cage someplace far off

A prisoner in my own home

No matter how many tears i shed

Nor pleads i give

The aggression and pain continue to grow

With no place to run

Im concealed in the darkness of my closet

When the beatings begin again

Staining my skin with the colors of bruises

I scream as loud as i possibly can

But no one seems to hear

Or if they do they simply dont care

My face now as bloody as my wrists

With broken bones and a shaddered soul

I am ready to escape.

                  As a side note i would like anyone reading this to know i wasnt beaten

                  this is a poem i wrote about a dream i had back when i was going

                  through a dark time in my life.