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Dry your eyes
Nobody can hear your cries
Look at me look at me look at me
Can you not see how good you ought to be ?
You little shit
You'll take this hit and a few more
Afterall you deserved it you asked for it
Dry your eyes
Nobody can hear your cries
Keep that mouth of yours shut
You tell, make it worse
I'll beat you till your begging me to stop
Black and blue
Dry your eyes
Nobody can hear your cries
Not now anyways
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
Hey there love. This is a really great poem. It has a lot of emotion, and I can feel the pain of the girl whilst reading the poem. If this is about you, and the abuse is still going on. I really suggest you report it, so that it stops. Keep up the writing. <3
It is about me but its pretty much stopped now. occasional argument here there but that's normal the violence has pretty much stopped.This poems mainly about the past.
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
Lydia, this is pretty powerful. It's short, but it portrays so much emotion. I can feel the rage and anger in this from both perspectives. I know many can relate to you. Keep writing. You're so good.
This is really powerful and I can feel the emotions so well.
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive