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Feb 2023
is not who I was
before
I was tormented and slapped
made to feel trapped
pushed aside and ignored
made to feel bored
screamed at and shoved
made to feel unloved
talked down to and ridiculed
made to feel fooled
told I was too intense
made to feel dense
clawed at and bruised
made to feel used
living in a household of anxiety
made to feel not part of society
therapists that sexually abused me
only confused me
living a life of hell
what you see is now
is a woman unwell
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
(56/F)   
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