My wall

Sometimes I feel so bad, confused,
A woman choked, a woman used.
It’s hard, it’s like a wall for me,
A veil of black, a dream so free.
At times I feel a guilt so bad,
I ache to laugh and not be sad.
I dig so deep to hide the pain,
This hurt will never rise again.
This pain, the anger, this fear I see,
That you will do the same to me!
I have a cut a wound so sore,
I bled, I cried, can’t cry no more.
I hate it but I have to hide,
I build my wall, it’s safe inside.
Inside my shell, I’m soft, it’s me,
One day I hope you’ll set me free