You Live Your Life Free

You live your life free, 
but as for me
you took that away from me.
Tears pour out 
like fresh morning rain,
My body trembles and shakes 
as my bones began to break.

My screams turns to silence
as the pain swells inside.
When you stop the blood runs down 
my thigh's.
Crying does't matter, I'm just
another child battered.

I try to hide the bruises, the 
shattered bones you break.
The bloodstained sheets you throw
away, are of me that you done to me.
Why do you hurt me 
"I plea"

You live your life free 
but as for me 
you took that away from me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Yvonne Avatar
May 14, 2017 at 8:56 PM
I am so sorry. I can only hope that you have escaped the perpetrator. A Fine poem. Again I hope you are now safe. My G_d your experience is horrific. Lots Of Love, armand. p.s. I love Rico's comment to you.
Leffanta Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 2:09 PM
Remember one man's trash is another man's treasure; what others do to you is never as bad as what you can do to yourself, so shake yourself, knowing the dawn sheds new light on your life in this world. The Bataan Death March made many life-time victims, but the strength and worth of others grew from survival. Be a survivor!
Harris Avatar
May 13, 2017 at 2:13 PM
Thank u friend
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