Without The Abuse

I’m scared

I wont see it coming

I won’t let myself leave

Before it’s to late

I barely got out

Of their

Grasps

Barely made

It out

With any

Parts of me

Yet I see

Myself

Doing it again

Chasing

The abuse

Believing

I deserve it

That God forbid

I could be me

Without it

In the end

In this moment

Who am I?

Without

The memories

The past

The constant abuse

Internally devouring me

Who am I without it?

Reviews

[Renée]

I am shocked there are no reviews..this is so rich in thought & truth... a must read for every one...to understand themselves and others... Well Done Anna !