Wounded Souls By Athena Williams

Can you hear me? Can you hear us? Can anyone understand me? Can anyone understand us? Is anyone there? Is anyone out there for us? Does anyone really care? Is anyone trying to feel for anyone? Does anyone feel for anything anymore? There are those who are different we are all different but the same we bare the mark The cuts The bruises The scars And the pain The scars that are branded on our souls From the abuse in flicteded upon us The scars that continue to linger are still there Our souls hurt Our souls ache Our souls cry out in agony Our souls cry out in pain Our souls feel so much They can not Bare the weight of so much We feel so much guilt Our guilt is a burden to our souls The guilt of being told that we are bad That we are no good The guilt of being told That we deserve what has been done to us That no man or woman will ever want us That no one will want us Being told That we are not wanted by men at all The guilt of being told this Due to we are too fat Too thin That we are damaged goods The guilt of being told That we are too ugly That we are too stupid That is what we are told by our abuser's, and molester's That this is what we do to get a man So we do things in order to get a husband This is what we have to do to be good wives Just so we can get a man to love us They say that they tell us these things for our own good That we wanted it Being told by our abuser's That they hit us because they love us Parents tell us that it isn 't true That it is our fault That we were flirting with their man The guilt of being told That we wont amount to anything They are wrong We don't deserve any of this Love is what we need We just want to be accepted For who we are We are people who just want to be left alone We are wounded souls Souls that need healing Our souls need strength Or how else can we move on? If we always feel condemed How can we move on? If our souls are being tortured How can we move on? If we can not find the proper place to do so How can we move on? If no one wants to listen How can we move on at all? How can we? We must be able to heal Our Wounded Souls