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This was written during a hard time in my life.


indigo_scar

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Heavy footsteps,

Drawing Near,

No where to hide,

Much to fear.

 

Creaky floorboards,

Door handle turns,

Words are shouted,

Every word burns.

 

I run to the corner,

No escape now.

Again in this place,

I wonder how.

 

Avoiding the glare,

Curled up in a ball.

I do not look up,

safe near the wall.

 

The first blow comes,

I squeeze my eyes tight.

The second comes harder,

too weak to fight.

 

It doesn't stop there,

More to be endured.

'Til finally I'm left,

They had got bored.

 

Lying in my blood,

Too ashamed to cry.

Trembling all over,

Wish I could die.

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Thank you. I try to look upon what happened positively now, though it was hard to get through at the time. It is now in the past, and has made me who I am.

 

Has it ultimately had a positive or negative impact on you? Some can let such awful things turn them into something they don't want be to. Others are able to move past and actually grow (ironically) from it.

 

Doesn't sound at all nice, I'm glad it is in the past at least.

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I believe ultimately a positive impact. I've heard of cases where people who suffer things such as this, grow up and turn into exactly the same sort of person. They feel as though they have something they need to get their own back for. However, I know I could never dream of turning into someone like that. It's easy to say, but I truly do believe that. I have moved past it, and now try to treat it as something I can learn from. I have learnt that I can survive, even when others don't want me to.

 

Indigo x

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