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 ,
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 ,
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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