Abuse

 A little girl with the world on her mind,

Living in fear in the world so blind,

A father who was meant to be the one that you trust,

Yet he didnt think of me as his daughter to him it was lust,

My heart shattered in two as he touched me where he shouldn't,

Scared to talk because people thought he wouldnt,

A girl with no sound and noone to keep me safe and sound,

Not allowed out incase i spoke i was house bound,

Lying in my bed hoping he had gone to sleep,

Whilst i was thinking of suicide id fall asleep and weep,

Why did he treat me the way that he did?

I was only a 13yr old kid,

Abuse is something people suffer inside,

Down upset and lonely and wanting to hide,

The beatings and words that once put you down,

Visible bruises black,blue and brown,

You look in the mirror and question yourself,

But did the abusers ever question themselves?

They saw the beauty in you and told you your bad,

And you were left sat there crying feeling sad,

Your ugly, your nothing you should of died when you were born,

These are the words they hav pleasure using by now your heads blown,

they take pleasure on blaming you for their anger,

This is just them using the worst slander,

Being told constantly that your the worsest person around,

Leaves you down depressed and a person with no sound,

Years on the abusers made you stronger,

Now you can stand up and fight back longer,

Look in the mirror and what do you see,

Is it the person you thought youd see,

A person with sound and the strength to fight back,

Now you can finally get your life back on track,

Hold your head high karma will come back around,

You will be the person with the highest sound,

Look in the sky and what do you see,

Do you see pain or do you see yourself free,

Life is worth living it wont hurt no more,

Now your heart will be in peace it wont ever feel so sore.