wakin up every morning to the sound of her yelling wanting it to end. br the insults the hurt. the sting of pain as her hand comes in contact with my face. br the regret i feel for doing nothin about it br the sorrow as im told that om not wanted.. br that im not loved.. br that she wishes that i never came to be... br the feelings that rush through me telling me to fight back.... br but i cant i cant fight back not today.. br so i let the depressed fellings swarm my thoughts.. br making me wish i had never lived..making me want to end it br but i cant end it br i dont know how br ive tried many times but couldnt work up the courage... br why i dont know...no one cares for me br and i care for no one br no one but one person....who doesnt realize tha they r wat keeps me here br keeps me here in this hell that i call home.. br every day i pray to the darkness... br but still the morning comes and my prayers unanswered.. br but still everyday i hope that something will set me off.. br that i will have the courage to end it br to finally put a stop to the pain im put htrough... br but until that day i sit here... br with my music playing... br my thoughts realing.... br and my feelings going haywire....waiting for that day br wondering if im the only one...waiting to be saved.