Bruised & abused

Bruised & abused

A Poem by Aryana Anonymous

I never ever wanted to come home to you.
You manipulated me.
You took every last breath; you took every last breath.
You took my heart, you took my soul & my happiness.
You beat me; I'm still living but I'm not alive.
You beat me; ever since ten I wanted to die.

Daddy's little girl just got chocked for the first time.
Daddy 'outta kill him? No! That's suicide.
I didn't know what to do, I didn't know where to go.
I took the blade to my skin. Yeah I wanted to die.
So I cut & I staved.
& I didn't know why.
But I felt in control for the first time in my life,
So I didn't stop.

Every single time felt like the first time.
I was addicted to the pain, to the blood.
To all the lies.
But I got better & here I am today,
So don't tell me you can make it through the hurt & the pain.
Everything gets better. & life never stays the same.

© 2013 Aryana Anonymous


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I actually came close to tears reading this one... Very emotional. Well done.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aryana Anonymous

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much!

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Added on December 16, 2013
Last Updated on December 16, 2013
Tags: Self harm, abuse, hurt, suicide, pain

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Aryana Anonymous
Aryana Anonymous

Southport, NC



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