Broken.
Beaten.
Torn.
Lost.
My mind wonders
To that moment.
That time when
It all began.
To fade away
To fade back
Back to the memories
Back
To when my
Innocence
Virtue
Was thrown away.
To a time
When the world
Was covered in darkness.
The feeling of hand
Groping,
Touching.
All the time I was
Crying and wondering.
Why me?
What did I do
To deserve this?
This horrible feeling.
What would it be like?
To step back in time
Never to feel the time
When your hand were
Upon my flesh.
Would I be happier?
My life different?
No
I would never know.
Falling back into
Those horrible memories.
The memories that were
Suppose to be fun.
A child at play
With loving parents
Was not in my
Book of destiny.
Used and thrown away
Like a rag doll.
I became broken.
As time goes by
Nothing changes that feeling.
Nightmares.
The kind that
Make you wake up
In a cold sweat
Screaming
Crying
Begging
For those cruel hands
Hands that you trusted
To stop.
To cease those
Unnatural feelings towards
Me.
Alas I am
To live with what you did.
Forever fearing
You'll come back
Finish the job
You started all
Those years ago.
Each passing year
I remember
Like a burn on
My brain
Engraved like a tattoo.
That I am broken.
Beaten
Torn
And lost.
For anyone who comes along
Cannot love me.
Not really.
I survived your cruelty
But at what cost?
What price did i pay?
To live each day
In this horrendous
Torture I call life.
I survived
And live a life
Full of torment
In my thoughts.
No matter who I love
I will always just be
Broken.
YOU ARE READING
Smash
PoetryThis is just a book of poetry I've been writing for awhile and has been ongoing for years. Life gets to us all. Hope you all enjoy.
