For nine long years,it was all the same story;
And at the end, it got a little gory.
She mixed window cleaner and alcohol;
To drink it; and to hopefully fall;
Into the depths of death; because she wanted out;
She couldn't take anymore of what her life was about.
She ended up cracking the skin on her head;
She really wasn't sure that she wanted to be dead.
But, she received help and stitches;
She grew to like mental hospitals; in them she found
niches.
Her ex caused her many-a-tear;
He wouldn't even let her relax with a beer.
Over the balcony, he would, the bottle throw;
It would every time her means to escape blow.
She tried often to get away from him, and sit on a sidewalk
in town;
And, almost always, he would chase her down.
He gave her a job at his work;
And was mean about her learning disabilities, what a jerk!
He wanted her to bow down to his whims; luckily, to run
away; she had energetic limbs.
She tried her very best to clean;
But, still he wasn't ever satisfied; he was mean.
He wanted her to find her own job; 
But, when she got one, she found trouble; quite a gob!