Abuse

Abuse
Not the kind you can see
Not the kind you can hear
But the kind that happens
In the dark
Under the sheets
In the most important parts of you
It doesn't just destroy
It kills
Not the body
But the soul
Which is the worst death
Still walking but never whole

Abuse
In the dark
Never knowing
Scared and sick
Always coping

Then one day your savior comes
Takes you from the hideous truth
But still you stay scared in side
Never realizing you are safe by his side

The life lived like this
Should have died
But her savior was by her side
Never leaving
Never laughing

Purely there to keep me going
I was saved and now I'm here
To Talk about this thing so dear

Author's Note

Always let me know the thoughts you have

Reviews

[Antoñyo]

This is why I love that I write and sites like these where I can meet other writers...
those like myself who have discover healing through this art in whatever capacity.
Powerful speaks volumes in brief lines I couldn't take my eyes from.
"Safe by his hide"...yes, say it over and over, safe now, SAFE now, safe NOW, by his side.

Thanks for sharing such a painful part of your life as well as part of your soul.

[LalaLuciegirl]

You are so amazing in the wAy you review things you make me comfortable with reviling such a painful part of life. You are greatly appreciated.

[Antoñyo]

Aw thank you but...you deserve "comfortable" now, in my opinion

[LalaLuciegirl]

Well thanks. And I have many more poems coming that expressing this a lot like this that have happened in my short life

[Antoñyo]

I'll be back to read them all :-)