time heals nothing,
fires of hell grow every day,
she hits me still,
my blood covers the walls and the carpet,
i start to fight back,
all i want is to leave,
the roses outside,
you can smell them in the breaze,
i miss the times she didnt hit me,
back when i was young,
back when time for me had just begun,
back when she meant everything to me,
her husband had changed her,
i didnt care how much,
im not going to stand by and watch him kill her,
not when i love her so much,
she is my mother,
but i need to escape,
so i write and i write,
and try to keep pease,
is my life worth living,
please answer my pleas...

Alicia Roseberry

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-life-worth-living/