Sticks and Stones

JannyCZ on Nov 10, 2009

Poetry about Emotional Abuse.

You put me down

I shall rise

You stab my heart with insult remarks

I shall rise

You say everything I do is wrong I can’t do nothing right

I shall rise

You shatter my world say I’m worthless an ignorant fool

I still rise

I hear your voice and cruelty haunt me in my night…maybe…maybe your right?

Yet I still rise bloody and torn yet I look normal and no one knows

I die…I die a little each night

But I am never going to die my soul shall rise

I survived.

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Comments (7)

Teves on Nov 11, 2009
Nice one…
EM on Nov 11, 2009
Thank you for sharing..*))..xo..EM
cutedrishti8 on Nov 11, 2009
A nice one to read
diamondpoet on Nov 11, 2009
Very nice, and witten with great force.
Crystalis DeCavalier on Nov 11, 2009
Wonderful dear!! I truly enjoyed the determination and pragmatic strength you show!
VLM on Nov 13, 2009
Thank you J! Very powerful and touching!!
Dark Antirex on Nov 19, 2009
nice

Hi there!