AbusedA Poem by MandaBearLet me know what you think!!! this did NOT happen to me in real life so dont take it that serious. I promise it is not about me or anyone I know. I was just in a different mind today!Black and blue are the only colors I have come to know. Beaten and tortured into submission. I have no opinion other than his. I am told I am worth less than nothing. He took me at his will. He threw me on the bed like a piece of meat. Laughed while he had me in his claws. He liked to laugh when I was in misery. Every night before I was allowed to sleep, I was fed. I was only given barely enough to survive. If I didn't finish what I was given, I was verbally assaulted. He said he wanted his prize to be well fed. Bruises and cuts line my body. The scars inside will never go away. The abuse will stay until I am no longer here. Sometimes, I wish I knew how to make that happen sooner. Black and blue is the only color I wear. Now, I am one step closer to meeting my maker. One more hit, one more slap and I will be finished. He will have taken everything away from me. I was lead into a false sense of security. I was told I was protected. What I got was a monster and a murder. What I ended up with was death. I was beat down, broken up and abused.
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