Emotional abuse is abuse, too.

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Submitted: August 13, 2018

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Submitted: August 13, 2018



well you almost had me fooled 

keeping me under lock and key and only praising me 

when I was useful as a tool 

i’d arch my back, twist my fingers in silent desperation 

tremor helplessly, searching for any love from you. 

i made myself defiant, independent, competent

effective because usefulness was worthiness, too. 

you made me believe that I needed to be needed 

and that mindset had worn me straight through 

to bone and blood and shame 

when all I ever wanted to do 

was make you proud. 

what you desired is what I became 

and all that desperation was useless 

because you still desire more anyway 

and desire is a cage 

merely keeping love at bay. 

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