The rawness the realness
The screams and the shouts
My eardrumbs are bleading
The pain never lets out
Broken and crying
Alone on the floor
Pain never ending
Without numbness your sore
Innocence gone replaced with self doubt
The fire is fading
The phantoms are real
It plauges you existence
The hands allways there
Touching and feeling as you grasp for air
Your in your own mind now
You cower in fear
The truth cant come out
You cant ever hear
A contest entry
- Abuse?.... by live-laugh-love.
540 points, ended November 10, 2008, 38 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ok can u send me a message w/ ur name... i'd liek 2 use ur poem in a TI (it's a forensics thing)
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o wow....
i like...
u deff hit every thing i said...
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