How crazy I must have been to believe you didn't know you were being abusive. Actually, no I wasn't crazy you just had such a hold on me. You were able to make me believe anything that came out of your mouth. I was a devoted Christian and you were the priest I was constantly worshipping everything that came out of your mouth. You had a power over me that was so strong no one could break it. You had me believing you weren't abusive that this was normal. You made me think that you were such a good person that you would never hurt anyone or anything. I used to believe you didn't know what you were doing. But you did you knew exactly the right spots to hit. You only ever left marks on my stomach, back and arms because you knew no one would see those parts. You knew exactly what you were doing you knew exactly what to say to make me keep my mouth shut. To make me fear that telling someone would only make it worse. Your words were so powerful shit sometimes I still think you're a good person but you're not. You're just a person who knows how to use their words and uses them to take power over people.
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The live's I've lived
PoetryThis is a collection of poems and pieces of writing. That I have written over the last 2 years of my life. I've never been one to actually live. To take the risk. A lot of the things I have written are about things that have happened in my head. Or...
