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Her Life

My past is a reoccurring nightmare.
This cycle is never broken.
My heart is filled with poison,
So are your veins.

Chains hang off of me as I try to break free.
I have lost myself somewhere within the years.
Age crept up slowly, and I started to see my life;
It was not what I had expected.

With every whisper of ‘I love you’,
Another crack spread across my delicate soul.
Hardened by the years of abuse;
Nothing can hurt me now.

Stripped from my innocence;
My confidence shattered like broken glass.
There is no escaping this.
I feel alone and unloved. 

I was taken off guard,
Your words were a promise of security;
 Hope amongst a sea of sorrow.
 You were just another lie. 

Depression doesn’t sum up my pain.
Death would not heal it,
For I have responsibilities;
I have people who need me. 

I long for the day that this rotation ends.
I can be loved for being myself.
I will be taken care of.
I will be yours. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 1/11/2013 9:54:00 PM
loved the poem alyssa nice job being featured on the front page :-)
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Date: 1/8/2013 1:53:00 PM
Alyssa Waters :-) your poem is wonderful write to find on the soups front page... '"Congratulations"" with your awesome featured poem of the week... always~ LINDA
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Date: 1/8/2013 12:29:00 PM
luv it
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Date: 1/8/2013 12:19:00 PM
The last three lines say it all- you CAN be loved for being YOU! Great poem :)
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Date: 1/4/2013 2:00:00 AM
Welcome to P-Soup! Hope you'll have great pleasure in sharing your thoughts and poems with us. - You write very well, and I look forward to reading more from you - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 1/2/2013 1:12:00 PM
Yes, you will be taken care of. This is a sad story and you depict it well. Good poem - JH
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