mentalabuse
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Never fall for it.
stop falling for it.
her beautiful smile and soft skin.
how she tricks you into coming back.
How somehow everything is your fault.
She could stab you, but the kiss heals the pain
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splattered across the blood - bloodied walls
Your words cut like knives
You attack,
Always from different angles,
Always with the same artillery.
You aim to destroy,
To take my life,
And turn it to pieces.
You watch me fall,
…ABUSE…
NO MATTER WHAT TYPE… ABUSE IS ABUSE,
WHEN YOU’RE CAUGHT UP IN LOVE THERE’S NOT MUCH YOU COULD DO,
IT DON’T MATTER WHAT KIND BECAUSE IT’S ALL THE SAME,
It is because I love you
That I will never hurt you.
I pray to God I don't make that mistake,
That I should stand before you,
Despite your fear berate you
Spoken
Communicated
Listen
Comforted
Focused
Responded
Stopped
Stopped
Stopped
indecisive
the feeling i get when you walk away
the feeling i get when you say my name
throughout my life i have tried to let go
It was bliss in the start,
it was only you I gave my heart to.
You thought I was a fool,
Now I don't know what to do.
It was you that I turned to to keep the pain away.
It was all one big jump back in time.
And those bad people,
All the bad they did,
And there she was helpless.
Doing what she do best.
Taking "it"
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Father
What you could never be
A hero in the eyes of the boy
You couldn't see
Believe you'll make the ideology
Of a youth quite effectively
When you yourself
Are blinded by whats beneath
Hannah was late coming home this evening.
Traffic was slow and she had trouble leaving.
Work was hard and she hadn't any time
X, A, B, Jump, Roll, Hop
Controller,
Control Me,
Reset the initial settings to your personal preference
Warp me into the image you wish to see
Use me
Anesthetize me,
you learn about it
hear about it
have sympathy for those whom have come across it
but never do you consider it
these fouR letters
they never have had meaning to you
Look over your shoulder and you see a girl,
Angry at herself and scared of the world.
The marks on her body, the scars, are hints,
“You can’t, You won’t, You’re not allowed”
We’d fight, I’d scream, I’m scared. You’re loud
“You’ll be lonely, No one will care like I do”
I’m stuck in this trap of fear but I’m lost without you
The Master comes out, manipulating,
No longer will I charade in his play
The years gone by with his mind controlling
No longer will I be his puppet prey.
Freedom wave in front of me, yet to stay.
I often imagine you as a bar of soap.
Two people trying to grab at you only to control you.
Your slipping, slipping, slipping.
You've slipped away.
But not from me.
From them.
Welcome home sister.
