Secrets
in Abuse Poems
I'm holding a deep dark secret
It's swallowing me whole
I don't know where to turn
I don't know who to trust anymore...
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in Abuse Poems
I'm holding a deep dark secret
It's swallowing me whole
I don't know where to turn
I don't know who to trust anymore...
Well, I'm the one who wrote this poem and I have some good news after last week, the physical and the emotional was just too much and I stepped up as a sister and got my 2 youngest siblings...
in Abuse Poems
The black belt whipped against my bare skin
Not screaming in pain
Not daring to shed a tear
The screaming ...
I am 54, my abuser was my mother. Her tool of choice is a hot wheels track and her words. It is mothers day today, All I feel is pain and anger, I try to get past it, I have not talked to her...
Well, I'm the one who wrote this poem and I have some good news after last week, the physical and the emotional was just too much and I stepped up as a sister and got my 2 youngest siblings out of there...my older sister is still there :( sadly but it was her choice...anyway I've never been so happy in my life. and I encourage all those people who are being abused to step up...because there are people out there who care and love you even if they don't know you....they WILL believe you...it's hard but it worth it...thanks