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I am Free
The scars I bear from your love
The burns, the pain, and heartache
Speak of messages from above
Messages I was too keen to ignore, in spite of things at stake
I was young, I thought I knew who you were
I was blinded by your charming smile
So blinded by the notion that first love was always pure
That I didn’t realize all the pain you would cause all the while
I was young and innocent
You took that and you used it against me
Convinced me that what you did was normal
I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t tell anyone because there was nothing to see
All my scars on the inside
The pain I feel in my soul
With you I lived in fear, with nowhere to hide
I was stuck not being whole
You broke down my defenses
And when you were done you broke my spirit
I felt like I was out of my mind, like I had lost touch with my senses
And instead of loving my independence, I started to fear it
You controlled everything,
Who I saw, where I went, What I did, what I spent
Always saying the same dang thing
That you “loved me,” and I listened every time, ‘cause I don’t know where my sanity went
I lost myself in your maze
In your lies
Drowning under your gaze
Falling into your eyes
I couldn’t find my way out
As my heart turned black and blue, so bruised
I lost my voice, I couldn’t scream, couldn’t shout
“Somebody get me out! I’m tired of being used”
My screams turn to cries
My will crumbling under the weight of memories
I am free of you, but that doesn’t undo all the lies
All of my unanswered pleas
But I have control again
I have my life back
I’ll rebuild and show you, you won’t linger on my life like a stain
Because I’m stronger than I was when you steered my life off track
I’m not the same, but the life has returned to me
My imagination once again free
My inspiration has come back to me
And you can’t take them away again, so just leave

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This is the second poem I wrote for english. Warning: This poem is about abuse, if that upsets you or makes you uncomfortable, please read with caution.