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Jul 2018
Bones will heal, bruises will fade.
But time can’t heal the hurt words made.
My innocence, I won’t get back.
I used to smile…
They took my kindness for my weakness.
Physical, emotional, cyber and verbal.
Numb to all the pain,
People have caused.
I try to ignore,
Every single word they speak.
But the words hurt me
like bee’s sting.
Can’t I ever get immune to the pain?
Oh dear bully!
You tell me I’m worthless and that I’m a nothing,
but I say the same things to myself without your prompting.
I hate that I can’t stand up to you.
Can’t this ever end?
Cause I am so done,
Thinking that maybe,
One day, everything will change.
Isn't it sad, when you get SO much hurt that you finally say, "I'm used to it."
Anonymous13
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