Leaving

My bags are packed
Memories strike me at the door

Abused and scorned
Love supposedly from the heart ripped and torn

Heartaches and headaches
Give and take

Nights of laying awake
Praying to God to keep me safe all for my sake

Love lost and nothing else gained
Swinging of the hands and swearing of the mouth causing nothing but pain

Happiness was taken away from me
I couldn't be the kid I always wanted to be

I felt alone and all by myself
Without God, there was me and no one else

These walls tell so much
It hurts to the depth of my soul with just one touch

This was something I kept bottled in
All because I didn't want to be judged by my friends

It was because I was ashamed
Why was I when I wasn' t the one to blame?

This will always be the broken part of my heart
That will always tear me down and apart

This has caused me to not know how love feels and suppose to be
Cause this has done nothing but permanently damage me

Finally I'm moving out
No more hiding what these scars are about

To speak the truth, I was just another teen statistic
But I pray that no other child has to go through it

Now free, I can go out and share my story
About the damage that was brought on to me

I no longer have to lay at night afraid to go to sleep
Being scared of what may be done to me

Free at last
Free at last
Thank God Almighty,
I am free at last!!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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