my head was killing me,
wait another pain was worse,
the pain was unbearable,
my eyes had ran dry,
my voice sore,
this time around I was careful,
every word,
I followed to the latter,
to avoid the big Madam’s chatter,
the clutter,
I had no idea,
where I went wrong,
almost broke my back,
scrubbing the floor,
I wanted to escape the flogging,
the life,
cause soon I might receive a bouquet,
if she continues at this rate,
but then my momma needs me,
how long I could hold on,
I had no idea,
the pain,
the looks,
the fog,
will it clear up tommorow???
or will it get thicker??
I need a way out,
HELP!!!