Abuse
Since I was abused from such an early age
I've had to live with an uncomfortable rage
To ease the pain and hide my tears
Suppressing so much over the years
Emotionally dead traveling through life
The journeys I have taken all end in strife
Words you've expressed in various tones
Have done more damage than sticks and stones
They've cut to the depths of marrow and soul
Doing things to me that you'll never know
I've hid myself from this cruel world
Yet, for now I will leave this canvas unfurled
Giving you a glimpse into my past
Showing the scars which you have caused to last
I may be a product of my circumstances but remember you created me
Until now I've lived my life with a heart that couldn't see
Life is what you make it or the actions that you teach
Abuse is not only physical, it is also done with speech
Copyright © James Johnson Iii | Year Posted 2013
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