Wrath of an AbusedA Poem by BodilessSoulIronically enough, this is a poem about my feelings towards child protective services and how they've abused me mentally to the point that I can no longer trust and also to the point that I want to scream and shout at them.You try to break me, but you wouldn't dare to face me. You've raped and disgraced me, now you listen while I decree:
You are nothing but a scoundrel, a thief. For all my love you've stolen, you've replaced with grief.
Give me hope, fill me with trust, And then rip my heart out? Please! If you must.
Because I was all but open, all but willing to invite you in Thinking foolishly of your love for family, for the children.
So go on and plan my mind's demise Though we've all seen through your disguise.
I won't hold on to this flailing hope no longer Only to find my hate growing stronger.
You'll never change, you never feel guilt For all the hearts you've smothered with silt.
You try and try again to break me, but you'd never face me Because my hatred for you is ever seething, always breathing, Counting on the day when you stumble onto my path...
I'm just waiting to show you my wrath.
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6 Reviews Added on August 19, 2009 Last Updated on August 19, 2009 AuthorBodilessSoulLarlarLand, FLAboutHello All! I am an aspired writer but I don't think I'm that great. I have many ideas but I have a lot to learn about techniques and all that jazz! I love literature and also acting. I love theatr.. more..Writing
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