The Broken Lives

I walk down the halls of solitude. The laughs, the gossip, the words that hurt. My body's numb from the pain you created. My cheeks are stained from these tears I cry, my heart it aches to be loved. My porcelain skin  is stained with red, and bruises that hurt less then the pain you caused to my heart. You've pushed me around long enough, I've seen the lives of the others you tormented.  There gone, they left this life because of you. Perhaps heaven is better and we would all survive there without your abuse. The pain is hard to bare and my family is gone from here. What's left to give if you keep taking all that I have. I've had to stitch my heart together to live another day as my world crumbles around me. Your broken promises will be the death of me, while you laugh at me spreading hate around. My stomach churns with every kick you place. My head it hurts with all the silent screams I make.Your oblivious to the world as it burns, so I guess that's your karma you become one of the broken like those you created.

((A/N: Thanks Authentic for letting me enter in the competition. I'm pretty sure voting is over now. So Thank you.))