My mother
Always being a dereliction
Forcing me to suffer
She always said I never would listen
She's wrong though
That's all I ever did
That all I know
I listened and hid
As always I was treated like I'm execrable
I'm used it, unfortunately
And I guess to others that sounds unacceptable
But to me it's just life
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Walled In
PoetryI'm stuck, trapped within these tight walls, stuck in this neverending cycle of abuse. I'm walled in within this world of pain. There is an escape, please, come find it with me in these poems. A collection of poems about abuse on all levels.
