She flinches as the hand comes down 
To meet her face 
This is what she is used to 
Then it's the blood she tastes
        
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        I swear if I was going to drink
Today would be it 
I've made up every excuse to justify
But I simply can't afford it
        
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        She sat on the bed 
Not knowing what to do 
The pain and hurt overwhelming her 
That is why she was so blue
        
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                    Finding Myself
                    
                    She flinches as the hand comes down 
To meet her face 
This is what she is used to 
Then it's the blood she tastes 
Every day every hour 
She waits for it to come again 
Can't escape or get away 
How she now hates all men 
This world is screwed up 
That is all that's on her mind 
She wants to feel nothing now 
Dead ends is all she finds 
He dominates her life 
And tells her what to doe 
Feeling depressed all the time 
She wants it all to be through 
She doesn't know where to turn 
To make it go away 
Unsure what to do 
I guess here is where she'll stay 
Starting to get worse 
All the time she fades away 
Not wanting to be in the real world 
Numb is what she wants to stay 
She has nowhere to go 
She can't run away or stay 
She wants to just die today 
That is where she'll be okay 
She tries to kill herself 
But something goes a rye 
Now she has more strength this time 
And doesn't want to die 
She starts fighting back 
The pain is still the same as before 
Knowing she's worth more than this 
Gets her stuff and walks right out the door
                
Please distinguish the work of the many poets named Karen Miller.

 
                     
                
Too many Karen Millers. Please distinguish between them.