To Whom It May Concern

I am writing you today for help
Tried so many times to leave
Only to get thrown into another shelf
The physical I can tolerate
Mom raised a soldier
The mental is what I can no longer mediate
My mind is growing weaker
A smile I can no longer fake
Afraid my soul will go dead if it becomes any bleaker
Night and day all I can do is pray
Will he find me if I dare to leave
Dear God please give me the strength to run away
He will kill me one day if I stay
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