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You told me I was useless,
You told me I was worthless;
You used me as your punchbag,
You treated me like I was nothing.
You said I'd never make anything of myself,
You made me feel like a waste of time.
Oh yeah,
I was nothing to you;
Just a big bruised softball that you could kick around,
A sore voice silenced by your poor excuses for your
treatment of me.
You never showed me love,
You never showed me respect;
All you did was take,
While all I did was give.
And the violence!
A poor excuse for the treatment I endured,
From the men and women who said
"I love you."
Your violence no longer silences me,
For I have learnt love is not abuse;
Love doesn't bruise like your emotional
pit does.
I want you to know;
I am stronger without you,
I don't need your punches,
Stealing,
Lying,
Cheating,
Manipulation,
or
Self-gratification.
I am free,
Loved for being me,
By myself and those around me
More independent;
Confident,
Strong,
Outspoken,
Happy and stronger without you.
I end this poem with a song that reflects my strength
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Carol Townend
Fiction, Horror, Sex, Love, Mental Health, Children's fiction and more. You'll find many stories in my profile. I don't believe in sticking with one Niche! I write, but I also read a lot too.
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