Many people say they have experienced pain.
So would anyone like to step up and tell their story?
I can. It's taken me six years to admit to it,
I am emo, I am goth, I was a victam
Growing up I was the subject to two step-fathers one,
sexually touched me and abused me making me afraid to be around older men
The other was a man with a short fuse who more often than not took it out on me.
Most people will say "Sure thing... Liar you just want attention." And I know why they say that, I'm different a social outcast. I was born with a skin disease that made me different than other children, I was often the "monster" to other small children.
How do you feel do you know pain?
My pain will never go away.
I know a thousand things that have happened to me
I have been raped and I forced myself to have a miscarriage. Cause why? My friend's weren't willing to let me stay in that pain.
I was sexually abused by a man I considered to be a dad.
Why?
I was not his daughter..
I was beaten up by many people including those close to me.
Why?
I was standing up for myself or others.
My mother abandoned me at my time of need.
She had a friend who cut herself,
And she never knew I had tried killing myself about FIVE times before,
she never noticed because I was not her 'perfect daughter' I wasn't pretty enough
and cause I wasn't the perfect child who liked math and did everything they said.
I worked for three years for my mom and the only pay I saw was sparse and little because my step-father didn't think i should get paid for working until six in the morning from about eight in the morning cooking and cleaning for them.
Do you still think you feel pain?
Cause I know pain..
I feel it inside of my soul.
Inside of my heart.
And in my mind.
I was betrayed so many times,
Cheated on,
Beat,
Raped,
Left behind,
yelled at,
Thrown.
If you still think you feel pain and your past was so horrible.
Imagine a young little girl about 7, with blonde hair and blue eyes
coming to school everyday hearing people yelling at her for not speaking up or telling her she is stupid cause no one wants to be her friend, she has bruises up and down her arms, her face is pale and sunken like she doesn't get to eat. Her frail body is always in clothes three sizes to big and in the winter she has a coat that is falling apart.
And at home, her step-father tells her that since her room is not clean she will not have dinner tonight. And she feels out of place cause she looks like no one in her family, this little girl gets thrown into a closet when her mom is not looking or hit when her mom is not looking and when she tells her mom. Her mom says she is lying.
That little girl was me,
The one thing dear to me
Is the one thing i will hold onto
Not even death can pull me from him.
Still think you know pain...
Message me and talk to me.
 lil lost angel · Thu Nov 26, 2009 @ 02:39am · 0 Comments |
