My head was pounding,
from every time you hit it with your fist.
Every time,
you hit me,
it would feel like you hit me with a heavy object.
Every time you,
kicked me,
when I was allready down on the ground.
My bruses,
tell the whole story,
from the first time you every layed your hands on me.
When something was not going right,
you would take it out on me.
I always covered up my arms,
from when you grabbed them,
with enough force to break something.
I never do anything with my friends,
I always say that I am busy,
they never come over,
I am afraid they might see.
I never do anything right,
you always yell at me,
tell me I don't belong,
wishing I were dead.
If I were dead were would that leave you,
you did the same thing to mom,
that is why she isn't here.
I'm always hurt becuase of you.
A contest entry
- Big Emotion... by Walking Oxymoron.
550 points, ended November 22, 2008, 23 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Harsh. Very harsh.
I wish I could help you with your pain. This made me tingle...
Big emotion, indeed. Thanks for sharing. -
wow, nice, sad though
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WOw- deep powerful0 whoa fantastic
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