Distress

Its not the hitting and punching that hurts
Its your words that are killing me little by little
I pray either the death comes and take all of me soon
Or O lord stop this daily hacking of my self
The paralysis spreads across my chest
I want to forget every word that you said
But your voice in my head
makes me feel constantly worthless
And it makes me regret every day when I wake
Hoping and wishing that I was't awake
But I get out each day and fake a smile on my face
Pretending that I'm tough and strong and I'm okay
This mask that I have I can no longer hold
My bottled up feeling begin to unfold
I sleep every night, my pillow soaking with tears
Only to wake up and face my biggest fear....