My whole life, (I'm 17), I've had to live with the abuse expressed in this poem. And for a very long time, I believed I was everything she berkata I was. Until I met God. I learnt a lot lebih about myself and who I could be and deserved to be and finally left. It's been almost a tahun now, and life couldn't be any happier for me!

Couldn't Be lebih Wrong

© May Winter

anda told me that Cinta wasn't meant for me
That I was the burden that everyone didn't need.
anda let me be violated, stripped of all my pride
Took no acknowledgment of the hurt I tried to hide.
anda looked at me in disgust whenever I passed your eyes
Told me how disgraced anda were that I was a part of your life.
anda battered and bruised me until I bled
Told me anda hated me as anda swung your walking stick across my head.
anda told me I was a slut, just like my mother
Who slept with your husband and then gave birth to my brother.
anda told me I was worthless and couldn't do anything right
anda were the reason I stayed up crying all night.
anda forced that pisau across my wrists
With the hate anda could only fully express with your fists.
anda made me think that the only life for me
Was the life where I stressed myself fulfilling your needs.
anda took your insecurities and made them my own
Its your voice that still haunts me especially when I'm alone.
Your face I still see in my happiest times
It's like this new life I own, still isn't mine.
Why won't anda leave me and accept that I've gone?
Accept that I've found the courage to be strong.
I've found that me anda berkata didn't belong
Because all that anda taught about me, all that anda said,
Grandma, God says you're wrong!