Terrible Night

He has no idea he hurt me
He will never know he abused me
Tore my soul wide open
I hold onto the pain 
Like a terrible broken treasure
It’s mine 
Only mine
You’re stronger than me
Now we know 
You get your way 
Now I know
Are you proud?
It wasn’t my first
But I will never forget 
The night you thought I was playing
The night you fought for my love
Took the “love” you wanted
I keep the clothes to never forget
The night that zipper broke
My reminder to never trust a guy
Now no one will know 
Not even you. 
I wasn’t playing..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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May 21, 2016 at 9:38 AM
that's crazy enjoyed. skat
Carney Avatar
September 5, 2015 at 2:44 PM
The poem is written in two persons, 1st and 2nd, but I think we know who the "you" and "you're" is. I do this, so don't know where you got it, but free standing lines >>> CAPS to start each line, give power and command, and no end stops, except if you need a ? Bravo there, bravo. Relationships with boys in high school never go anywhere except drama and possible pregnancy, which ruins the life of the single mother. Forget guys and get your act together. Get your degree and focus. Thomas
Allison Avatar
September 1, 2015 at 6:28 PM
Heartbreaking emotional write on abuse Bubbles:-( hugs jan xx
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