Were you there?

Were you there?

A Poem by alexa.garrison

This is not a plea for attention, just a way for me to express myself.


Every day,
I hear you say,
Baby I’m always here.
But I’m wondering if this is even true,
Because you don’t know my fear.

Were you there when I was beaten?
When I was bloodied and bruised?
Were you there when I was screaming?
From everything I knew I would lose,
Were you there when I cried?
And wept in solitude?
Were you there when I was a child?
Always in a depressive mood.

Were you there as I was raped?
As I yelled and screamed?
When that man was on top of me,
Making me bleed.

Were you there when I was left on the ground like nothing?
And when I lied to protect him?
Seems to me you missed when I needed you,
When my life seemed very dim.

Were you there when I wanted to die?
Where I felt there was nothing left?
There when I started to cry?
I felt I needed death.

Were you there when I cut myself?
The Mutilation that ruined my body.

So were you there?
Seems you were merely but a ghost,
That would never appear,
When I needed you most.

© 2013 alexa.garrison

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Bitterness is never sweet, but some times it makes for great poetry. Thank you for sharing.

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Added on July 23, 2013
Last Updated on July 23, 2013
Tags: rape, abuse, sadness, childhood, depression, self harm, cutting, suicidal, self mutilation