The Stand

The Stand

A Poem by L.G. Knight
"

There are more forms of abuse than just physical

"

I'm smiling bright to stop the tears

Laughing out loud to hide the fears

Use cover up to conceal the bruise

The one on my soul caused by you

 

Can't cover up true heart break

No matter how dark the tint on the shades

I never thought I was one to be used

I never thought I'd let myself be abused

 

I guess you can't tell when you can't see

No physical pain though I hurt so badly

Not a mark on my skin but I carry a scar

Big and bold down the center of my heart

 

I guess it makes you feel more like a man

To hurt me just because you know you can

But not anymore the time is right

The next heartache won't be mine

 

I will pick my and strength and stand my ground

Head held high no meekness to be found

You really don't know who you're dealing with

Pride is my sword like words were your switch

 

Time to say it; way past time

I'm tired of you handing me worn out lines

How can you stand there looking innocent and sweet?

I won't hold myself back if ever again we meet

 

So get your stuff its time for you to go

And don't look back once you hit that road

'Cause there won't be any tears to hide the smile

No more fears my eyes are brighter than they've been in a while...

© 2008 L.G. Knight


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i feel your pain and i know the feelings that you have gone through...i have been there myself up until recently.

the scars one carries are not always on the outside...the ones on the inside are sometimes far worse.
at least, the ones on the outside heal....the ones on the inside sometimes never do....

good job.

Amanda =)

Posted 16 Years Ago



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L.G. Knight
L.G. Knight

Houston, TX



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