AbuseShe never smiles,
her pain she hides.
She stares blankly,
only in herself she confides.
she doesn't let anyone in,
too afraid to take the risk.
If you looked, you'd see the bruises,
the scabs and the scars on her wrist.
She has been abuse for too long.
Insanity has taken it's toll.
Her mind has been broken,
She is no longer whole.
In her life, not once was she happy.
Not even for a while.
She lived one painful step at a time,
Always without a smile.
Lying on the sidewalk,
not a movement... Not a breath.
A victim of abuse.
Set free through death.
Never as strong as she could have been.
All the hurt and pain.
Then again, if she'd lived,
What would there have been there to gain?
RecoveringAddict 13-15, F 3 Responses 6 Dec 13, 2012