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This poem is a continuation of the poem "I Suffered". |
| I suffered from more beatings than you could imagine but not so much when I got older maybe because she lost the desire to hit me maybe because I got stronger but she still did hit me from time to time but I did get in a lick or two I figure in her mind hitting me wasn't so affective anymore so she changed to verbal abuse she called me things you would never think a mother would call her child horrible words that made me go crazy that even made me loose my mind the words hurt worse than those terrible beatings ask me why, I couldn't tell you feeling so bad made life a living hell for me all those things I went through she made me feel like I deserved the pain just because I was alive it made her bleed she made it seem like it was all my fault that her depression was caused by me does she really regret what she did to me or was that another lie from her disgusting mouth and even though its hard I do forgive her but I still lost a part of me that will never be found |