ABUSE

ABUSE

A Poem by marah
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I want to escape, can I?

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IN OBLIVION, YOU ARE NOT REAL, I AM NOT REAL
LIFE IS NOTHING, BUT LIFE IS PAINFUL
LIFE IS NOT LOVE, BUT LIFE IS HATE FUELED
I AM NOT REAL, BUT I FEEL SOMETHING
BUT I FEEL NOTHING AT ALL
I FEEL EMPTY
I AM NOT REAL
BUT THOSE HANDS TIED AROUND MY NECK ARE
AND THOSE SPITEFUL WORDS THAT THEY SPIT AND PUNCTURE MY HEART ARE
AND HIS GRIP, HIS GRIP IS SO TIGHT
YET HE IS SO FAR
AND YET AGAIN, HE STABS MY SOUL WITH A MILLION KNIVES ALL THE WHILE HE HAS NOT MOVED A SINGLE MUSCLE
AND I NOTICE I AM NOT REAL, HE IS NOT REAL
BUT HIS WORDS, THOSE ARE REAL
AND THEN IM EMPTY AGAIN
I SEE HIS LIPS MOVING WITH A FACE THAT ONLY INDICATES HIS WORDS ARE DIRECTED TO HURT ME
THEY DID.
BUT I FEEL NOTHING
I HEAR NOTHING
BUT I SEE HIS HANDS TIGHTEN AND VIENS PROTRUDING AS HE LASHES MY SOUL ONE MORE TIME
"YOU AREN'T S**T"
THIS TIME. I HEARD IT
BUT I FEEL NOTHING
I ACCEPT IT.
I SEE THE BOTTLE
I SEE HIM GRIP IT AND SWING IT BACK, GULP- I KNOW HE FINISHED IT CAUSE HE THREW IT UPON THE GROUND
GLASS SHATTERS I ASSUME, BUT I DO NOT LOOK TO WITNESS THE BREAK, I FEEL BROKEN ENOUGH
BUT I FEEL NOTHING.
WAIT. HES SMILING
"YOU ARE WORTHLESS" "YOU ARE UGLY" "YOU ARE STUPID"
WAIT. WAIT.
I HEAR IT ALL AT ONCE..
HE MADE ME FEEL AGAIN..I KNOW BECAUSE NOW I AM SHAKING, MY KNEES COLLAPSE, AND HE WON
HE SMILES MORE. HES DONE. HIS GRAND DEED FINISHED: TO RUIN ME
BUT I FEEL NOTHING.
NOTHING BUT THE WORDS HE SPIT LINGER IN MY MIND, I AM NOTHING I REPEAT, I AM UGLY I REPEAT
BUT I FEEL NOTHING
NOTHING BUT HIS HANDS, HIS TIGHT ROUGH HANDS USED AS A WEAPON AGAINST THE WEAK FIGHT I HAVE IN ME
I FEEL NOTHING I TELL MYSELF
YOU FEEL NOTHING
YOU ARE NOTHING
AND NOTHING IS REAL
BUT ITS A LIE AND I CANNOT LIVE WITHIN A FACADE
I DO FEEL SOMETHING, I FEEL MY BODY TENSE AS IT BECOMES STIFF, SOON IMOBILE
I FEEL MY SHOULDERS CROUCH AND BODY CURL, IN ORDER TO MAKE MYSELF APPEAR AS SMALL AS I FEEL
I FEEL MY HEART BEATING RAPIDLY, SO FAST EACH PULSE IS A RHYTHMIC MELODY; A SONG OF ANXIETY 
AND THEN I AM LEFT THERE AGAIN ALONE
TO FEEL WHAT I HID FROM FOR SO LONG
DARKNESS
DEMONS
HIS WORDS
HIS GRIP
I FEEL SOMETHING
BUT ITS SOMETHING I WISH I HADNT.

© 2018 marah


Author's Note

marah
I hope you understand this, I hope you are okay.

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Holy s**t dude this is a powerful piece. Your phrase repetition drives home the points you're trying to make, and particularly towards the end you do a fantastic job of building the poem's pace!

The only improvement i'd suggest would maybe be dropping the "something" out of the last two lines to make them hit even harder.

"I feel
But I wish I hadn't"

Still fantastic though!

Posted 6 Years Ago


the message has been loud and clear... it is a voice wanting to be heard and a hand trying to reach out.. but there is courage displayed.. and i hope you are okay

Posted 6 Years Ago


marah

6 Years Ago

thank you! your words mean more than you know! I HOPE YOU! ARE OKAY
The use of capitals, the centralised format structure and the varying stanza lengths all contribute to a powerful, painful and poignant write! The abuse at the hands of an alcoholic monstrous individual brings the trauma of your write vividly alive - it is a hard read - but a very brave and relevant share! If this piece comes from a personal experience - I would suggest seeking professional advice!

Posted 6 Years Ago


marah

6 Years Ago

thank you for both the compliments and areas for improvement! i appreciate it a ton and it means a l.. read more

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Added on July 27, 2018
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