The Devil's Eyes

[I know the real you]

 

The person you're supposed to be

Wasn't supposed to be hurting me

The monster in my closet,

The torture I never wanted

Believing you will change

But everything stood the same,

You never change

The promises you've made

But broke...

My little heart took the blame to be ashamed

For years I couldn't speak, A family fused

Secretly abused, by you..... 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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