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Beaten, Batterd, Bruised

Poetry By: KweenB530

Young Teenager is raped by a some on who was a friend and is trying to learn how to deal and express her self yet to find courage to move on in her life

Submitted:Jan 2, 2013    Reads: 24    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Beaten, Battered, Bruised

My life was perfect ,

such heavenly bliss.

But after that horrible night ,

that life is what I will miss.

He was some one I trusted ,

I thought he was a friend.

But I found out he wasn't ,

when it came to a bitter dead end.

Now he betrayed me ,

stabbed me in the back.

Now I have to learn how to forget ,

that means never look back.

I sit here with my mind running wild ,

questions un-answered.

Emotions torn apart ,

and after all this happened it really hurt my heart.

It hurts to feel battered ,

all beaten and bruised.

I feel tampered with ,

like I was horribly abused.

I relive that night all the time ,

that face haunts my memory in the back of my mind.

My life was taken ,

and now that is something I have to find.

He hurt me ,

He raped.

Stole my pride ,

now every where I go its my face I have to hide.

I want my life back ,

the way it used to be.

And I try to tell myself ,

that the girl wasn't me.

Why me, what did I do ,

I would never wish this upon you.

When I look I hate what I see ,

and when I tell you this story I wish it wasn't



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