I am broken.

The Wild Side Let's take a walk on the wild side Just after midnight, When the creatures come alive. Creeping and crawling Under the crisp autumn night, Come here darling baby You're so full of fright. Take my hand I'll hold you close, I'll protect you from anything that comes close

Why Do You Hate Him? no one knows this side to him this side that scares me greatly one second I was nothing but dirt to him and then another I was his baby. He took my heart and tore it a part and now I just can’t look at him the same You ask my why I hate him… Do you know how hard it is to look at my own reflection? “You’re fat you’re worthless….just a peasant on the ground” then he gets mad at me when he sees me frown. There is a part of that side of him that will never go away, it’s marked on my very own skin that frightens me each day. He can tell me that he’ll change but it just won’t be the same. That night just can’t seem to leave my head neither can the words he said.

I can't do this anymore.

Why? Why is it that even after all the name calling, letting down and hurting he sent my way, times like these make me want to crawl up in his arms, cry and still feel like everything will be okay