Emotionally Abused

A piece of my life

Emotionally abused
Only 14 years old and feel as if I’m stressing more than a grown adult
Everyone outside my household sees me as this goofy person
A girl that can play like iverson
But really I’m just this broke down little girl...
Emotionally abuse
I’m tired of getting used ,
Refused ,but most importantly emotionally abused
At this moment I’m replaying the song “ I fall apart” by post Malone
I feel so alone
Although the song dosent really relate to my situation
Thinking if should go on that long vacation
To what everyone call “paradise”
I bet that would make everyone think twice
Only thing keeping me from doing it is my baby niece
She make me stay at peace
Although we may have our disregards
I still will play and act as her bodyguard

Author's Note

This is my first time ever writing something serious so if I have any grammar mistakes than help me correct them

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

i like this and do relate. Please do not try to get to Paradise as you call it, once there you cant come back. I can chat to you anytime if you need a friend to talk to. Your family and friends willmiss you too much and you will miss them too. Also reach out to an adult if you need to talk. Please dont do anything stupid. I thought your poem was good. Look fwd to seeing some more of your work, truly . xx

[Somegirl24]

Thanks if I ever do I would

[Onlyme]

I feel your hurt, pain and overwhelmingly sorrow and stress and darkness. You are never alone. Sometimes. being so young. You do feel more pain and suffering in your own way. Then an adult would understand. I remember when I was your age. I hated every single minute of my life. As I was being abused by my parents. Mentally, physically and so on. But doing like your doing now. Expressing your feelings and getting them out does help. And you find others who do understand. And care about you. Never give up. You do have hope, a future and a better life alive. Not dead. As dying. Just prolongs the suffering for the loved ones you leave behind. To mourn your death. And to never get over it. And if they did. They would never be the same.

[Somegirl24]

I understand thanks

[Onlyme]

Looking forward to reading more from you. You speak from the heart, mind and soul. And know others do care about you. Like me. Keep safe.

[barleygirl]

I understand the point of view in your poem & I get the feeling it’s your own personal point of view. I’m sorry about that. I grew up being abused in many ways, so I know this feeling well. Lots of people might say – don’t talk about suicide! The mention of it is scary. I thought you used creative terms to refer to it, tho. I understand why some fantasize about suicide, like it’s an “answer” or maybe a “relief.” But life sucks even when we are NOT being abused. Life is hard & it takes a lot of courage. I believe you have that courage & it doesn’t sound like you have any intention of giving up. To think about your baby niece is one of the things that “experts” tell us to do – thinking of who would miss us, creates a reason to live. But for me, suicide ideation (which is idealizing suicide, something that leaves out the part where lots of people will be deeply hurt) was helpful (in my youth) becuz it gave me a reason to fight thru the crappy parts of life. It doesn’t make sense, but sometimes thinking about dying can help us find reasons for living. So I very much hope this is the way you feel, at least some of the time (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Somegirl24]

Wow.. thanks this really moved me ((hugs back)) 😂😂