Bruised & abusedA Poem by Aryana Anonymous
I never ever wanted to come home to you.
You manipulated me. You took every last breath; you took every last breath. You took my heart, you took my soul & my happiness. You beat me; I'm still living but I'm not alive. You beat me; ever since ten I wanted to die. Daddy's little girl just got chocked for the first time. Daddy 'outta kill him? No! That's suicide. I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to go. I took the blade to my skin. Yeah I wanted to die. So I cut & I staved. & I didn't know why. But I felt in control for the first time in my life, So I didn't stop. Every single time felt like the first time. I was addicted to the pain, to the blood. To all the lies. But I got better & here I am today, So don't tell me you can make it through the hurt & the pain. Everything gets better. & life never stays the same. © 2013 Aryana Anonymous |
StatsAuthorAryana AnonymousSouthport, NCAboutI've got pain & I've got scars. that I will never show. I'm a survivor in more ways than you'll ever know. more..Writing
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