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Apr 2014
Thank you for breaking me
When I was so young
For shattering my mind
As though there was nothing else to be done
For making me conceal
Open wounds that needed treating
For making me hate
That my heart was even beating
Thank you for causing so much pain
I hope you've lost more than what you've gained
Sinking your jaw into my untouched skin
Marvel at what you've made, at the beast within
Wash me in nightmares
Sink me in heartache
Burn all I have
Be my secret mistake
Thank you for causing me to wish for a gun
To see knifes as the friendly ones
For the constant lying that comes from abuse
A crafted mask I've learned to misuse
Thank you for pulling apart every bit of my soul
So the next time I love, I'll never feel whole
For morphing my hands into weak, shaking fragments
For creating a body in need of enhancement
Thank you for blowing a gap in my life
Between everyone who cares and those that want a fight
For causing every touch to be a horrendous memory
For making childhood seem like an unneeded commodity
Take a look, straight in the eyes
At what you've created
A severed soul, always dictated
I hope you're proud of the mess you made
You, a monster of a man
And I, your endured slave
E Hartwig
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E Hartwig
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   --- and Jane dale
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