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Brutally Broken
written by Poison Ivy04:03 AM 9/18/04too many hopes of mine,
have been toyed with by heartless humans
by them my hopes are shattered.
Too many times of joy are taken away
by a few hurt-filled words.
And then my joy is robbed.
So many memories
i wish i could say more good then bad
all because people want me to suffer
of memories i wish i couldn?t remember.
My broken faith that i keep
all because i was raped.
Because that man had an uncontrollable lust,
and i was the victim he had chosen.
Too many days my success failed
and my pride was pierced.
Both my wrists damaged by my will to die
but saved when i wanted it the least.
I am broken, pierced, damaged.
But whom am i to blame?
Why should it matter if we?re all the same?
Too many tears have rolled down my cheeks
all because im different.
And i can be different, but i have to be punished for it.
And for that, my image is ruined.
All the scars on myself
physically and mentally
just because i wont cry anymore.
My mind is melted.
And every time i dare to dream
others mock me for their disbelief
my desires are mocked.
My question is this:
why am i the freak for dreaming?
For believing? For seeing?
When you get to feel what you put me through
when you live a day in my shoes
maybe then you?ll know why im a freak.
Then you can say im broken
and because of you
i am broken. . . |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
thanks to all those people who made my life hell, this poem is for you. . .
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