I thought it was over, but I was terribly wrong,
for the memories of my past still live on.
So many years of this torture, too many years in this pain.
My tears are shedding down, I'm hidden in shame.
Always turned away,
with nothing to say.
Abandoned for way to long
its just to hard to stay strong.
Stained with this dark feeling
when will these scars start healing?
You never cared
that I was always scared.
You were never there
but I still kept you in my prayers.
So many times,I wanted to scream
That this is just all a dream.
But it wouldn't have mattered
Cause I'd still shatter.
Hit me if you must
cause I know you look at me, with disgust.
Haunted forever by this past
Oh lord, tell me how long this will last?
I'm tired of this pity
I'm tired of this shit.
Cords, spoons, shoes and a belt,
you'll never know the pain I felt.
I hope you never heard me weep at night
for i would get my punishment, and you'd burn me with a light.
The unbearable pain,
when you whipped me with a chain.
You'll never know what I've grown into
From smacks, whips and being beaten with a shoe.
You felt big
you felt tall
You knew you could never fall.
Hiding your guilt
theres no trust, that I have built.
Coming home late
from my very first date.
Boy was that a mistake
since you've beaten me with a rake.
Living this hell life,
my friend had told me about the knife.
Take it, and use it with all your mite.
Even use it in a fight,
Take advantage, use it at night,
Let no one see
this beautiful thing.
Just a little sting,
to release the pain.
Just a little blood,
its okay, he'll be your best bud.
No worries,
don't listen to every ones stupid stories.
Sitting alone
looking at my bones.
Thinking to myself.
What have I become?
What have I done?
My friend had told me, life without a drug
will always have me to live troubled.
One shoot, its all it took
to get me hooked.
Oh the beauty,
this has become a new duty.
Perfect life
this was way better than the knife.
It screams my name
i'll never be hidden in shame.
Life on the drug
I became the new “thug”
selling and shooting,
my body, is what I'm only polluting.
Life off the drug, turned my life around,
Reality is back, and my face hits the ground.
Feeling worthless and disgusting
I guess i'm just adjusting.
My body is ugly and big
I feel like a pig.
My eyes see nothing but fat, and thats when my friend
Introduced me to my new best friend, purge.
I just couldn't get enough
I felt so damn tough.
In control,
I was reaching my goal.
Just a little over seven stone
but thats okay, cause I can see the bone.
This flesh seems thicker
but i'm just getting sicker.
Distorted and disfiguring.
The mirrors lie to me
they wont let me be.
I have control, and im not letting go.
Cause I'm a pro,
And I can put on a new show.
I'm going downhill
but just one more pill.
Its not going to kill.
I just wanted to be thin
But i'm realizing, I can't win
My life is flashing, before my eyes
everyone I love, cries.
As for me, my life starts to die.
Buried in dirt,
You'll never know how much I hurt.
Keep in mind im only 15, but i wrote this when i was 14.
Aspira, wow that's harsh. But then again with your poems I couldn't read through it too. and "its through" not "trough"
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