A poem about sibling abuse.

You raised your fist to me,

I Flinched — You– Hurt me,

I didn’t make a peep,

I let you hurt me…

You choked the life,

You hurt me so much I had to use a knife,

Not on yourself,

But on myself,

Because of you — you — I am hurt in this universe.

I’ll never be even,

But you are misleading,

You act like you can be trusted,

Realistically — all you are is busted.

You hurt me so,

You made me feel like it was my fault — oh,

But no I — Know,

It was You.  You.

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  • jeffreyweee on Jun 14, 2011

    I really like this one. Able to see it in my head!

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