Painful Memories

This poem is in awareness towards abuse and ptsd. If you or someone you know is being abused please reach out to 800-799-7233, the National Domestic Abuse hotline.

 Yelling, fighting, screaming

That is all they do

They are always scheming 

And after scheming, trouble ensues

Punching, hitting, scratching

And bruises will soon appear 

My head goes crashing

As I am overcome with fear.

Crying, Panicking, Hurting

The scars forever remain

My stitches bursting

And stinging with pain

I constantly am reminded

Of all those painful nights

In my therapist I have confined

Of all those one sided fights

All of the times you’ve hurt me

Every time you’ve punched or kicked

If only I was better, then maybe you would love me

But for now I’ll wonder why I was picked

Picked for you to hurt me

When all I wanted was to be loved

I desperately wanted to be free

I can barely hold myself above

Hold myself above the water

The water that drowns me

And it only makes me falter

These recurring memories haunt me

The episodes constantly reappear

The trauma constantly stays

I’ve been stuck in this cycle for years

My PTSD is because my parents never gave me the light of day

And decided to harm me in every way

Reviews

[knighngale]

oh wow, PTSD? eh? Love that hon, ; great work. You are troubled, you cut, scream, and scratch. Very womanly. :D

[Relic]

I've heard of people having sadistic parents and friends. My only guess is that your parents had parents that did the same thing to them.

Hitting a child is never right. The abuse suffered can go on for years and years. I'm sorry you had to go through that.