Best Abused Poems

I'll just step
very softly,
tip toe,
on this blank page.
My inner critic?
fast asleep!
Perhaps
I'll tap dance,
lightly,
while he snores.
For freedom
has a jazz band beat
...soon twirling dizzily...
Shhh!
The prison guard stirs.

9/27/2019

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It could have been a beautiful memory to write down

Walking hand in hand with mama

My long brown french pleats  bouncing in the wind 

My new red plastic boots ready to be shown.


Reaching high upon my tiptoes ...

I swung  the large french brass knob...

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Airbrushed and abused 

There are those who make me question myself,
the picture presented, is it really that blurred
Details on the edges of watercolor dreamscapes
melt into reality out of focus and lost of depth
Airbrushed and abused beyond clarity,
to where what I see I no longer recognize

Am...

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Belt in hand 
Red of face 
Eyes bulging into space 
The children scatter every place 

His temper is in full bloom 
They know they will pay for it soon 
Tiny hands and tear stained faces 
They silently pray from their hiding places 

"Someone, anyone, please...

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I withdraw into the dome of only me
Floating unaware through your reality.
Warm and cozy in my zombie state
To the one in the glass I won't relate.

I laugh and dance for I'm insane
Repeat your thoughts although inane.
I'll cheat this life for all eternity
Send my hapless soul...

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Dear Jesus...  I've Been Hurt and Abused...

I've been hurt so much... 
I don't feel like "going on."
It feels like "everything I do turns out wrong."

I've been "abused and neglected
 so many times."
I feel like I'm a victim "of a thousand crimes."

I've tried to talk...

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It would be so very nice if hearts, 
Were made of stronger stuff.
And could come back as good as new,
When they’ve been treated rough.

For many years, my heart was mine,
No others called it theirs.
The first time that I let it roam,
It came back for repairs.

I...

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My heart has been used and abused 

Into pieces it was broken
It broke 
Couldn't function 
like a person hit by the stroke
I then lost trust in love
lost hope
Couldn't cope
Sometimes got tempted
to take a rope
and end this pain
driving me insane
End this misery
causing me to break physically...

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Being a child of isolation
                          Nothing looking forward too.
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They say the abused becomes the abuser,
but I will never turn out to be you.

Your shadows may haunt me,
but never consume.

Every scar you inflicted,
every tear you caused
has given me the strength to never fear.

Your cruelty taught me what not to become,
but it also taught me...

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When couples tie the nuptial knot,
They hope to leave the lonely lot.
But far too many newlyweds,
Soon realize their dream has fled.

Instead of being bone of bone,
They live as married and alone.
Feelings become easily bruised,
sparking a cycle of abuse.

The childhood wounds that failed to heal,
greatly affects...

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If I Could Have Gotten Your Embryo
Before You Were Born
I Would Have Sheltered You Safely
and Protected Your Form ...

I'd Have Put You In My Womb
& Flowed You Knowledge Like In A Tubric
& Patted My Expanding Belly
As I Played You Music

And As You Got Ready
To Arrive...

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Amidst the cruel claws of doubt
I plunged disastrously without
Your helping hand, your soothing voice,
In spite of how you had the choice;
You've purchased now my dying breath
Through willed abuse, my cause of death. 


Such shrewd abuse, the form of which
Is crude neglect and wicked word
The currency...

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Pilfered a verse from a tricky muse
Each stanza with riddles he did infuse
Perplexed, I shuffled each line 
Fusing the metric spine  
Confused, my remaining wits did loose...

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Evil lurks behind someone's mind
No more sinister person will you find
Take an innocent and keep them bound
While the world wants them to be found.

Three young ladies lives you waste
All for your own selfish taste
Slaves to all your heart desire
While your insides burn with fire

Brutality and...

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