Blackness filled my vision.

Another bruise to add to the other one you have given me.
Another scar to add too the many of ones you did to me.
This is so difficult to deal with.
I wish you'd love me.
I wish you never hit.
I wish you just let me be.
Why am I not good enough?
Is it because I am ugly.
Am I fat?
Am I just not good enough.
Was I just another girl for you to let die inside.
Was I a girl that you are going to beat so much to death.
I love you isn't good enough.
I want out.
I want out of this lifestyle.
Suicidal is the only way out.
I love you, my friends, my family, and too everyone that cared.
I love you, boy. Even though you don't love me back. Blood dripping. Blackness filled my vision.