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When you yelled her name;
She never came
All that he did was shame.

He told me she didn't care.
It just wasn't fair.
I was never able to share.

I hated him for what he did to me.
The bruises I had to hide from her to see.
I was no longer who I wanted to be.

I remember you shut the door
I had nothing more
I was lying on the floor

You ordered me to undress
I felt like such a mess
I had never felt less

You just watched my body.
It made me feel like I wasn't anybody.

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