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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