Sticks And Stones

Sticks and stones May break my bones They make leave a scar or two A scratch that bleeds A bruise that heals Yet those names you throw at me They still hurt me You won’t see a scar Or even a bruise There will be no blood Flowing through Yet deep inside There lies a…

Stupid girl your weak

Sitting and listening, the words spreading You come at me from every angle You are worthless, you are weak, you are not worth the air that you breath You shouldn’t still be breathing. Stupid girl just go and finish your life you are weak. Sitting and crying I have to agree. Those words hit me…

Venom in my veins

What ever it takes, I love the venom in my veins You can push me down, and laugh Your mocking smile and pointing finger Disgraceful look and hurtful comments Betrayal and hate. What ever it takes, I love the venom in my veins You create a field of hate inside of me You make me…

No two victims are the same

What is the year? 1845? You would think it the way some people seem to not realize that no victims are the same and are effected differently from their abusers. People assume that because they were fine or someone they know was ok that well everyone else who suffers should as well. Fact is no…