I thought these memories would fade but, they haunt my dreams.
You tell me you're just trying to play while you're hand muffles my screams.
You say you like my dress but, rip it open at the seams.
A play dress that was purple and had sparkles, turned to scraps that you dispose of early tomorrow.
The bruises you placed are now scars, I'm the fragile doll you wanted me to be, unable to be tough,
the places you once laid your hands are still painful to the touch.
The empty place in my soul reminds me that who I 'am isn't enough.
I'm an object, a toy, you said you weren't hurting me, you were showing love.
now even my family are people my body cant trust.
you took my color and my light,
left me feeling so empty I tried to take my own life.
YOU ARE READING
JUPITERS WAKE
PoetryThis is a collection of my own poetry that I write. I don't write to be published or famous, just to have an outlet. I thank everyone who does read and would love any feedback that you may have.
