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Abuse Within Her (Hard Knock) Life

Abuse Within Her (Hard Knock) Life

By: Jakayla Baptist

 

My eye close shut the screams

and beatings are taking a toll on me.

I got to get out

What should I do?!

Should I stand there thinking that his mean word are true?

Or should I stand up and show him what I am made?

But around others this stuff isn’t true.

The feeling in my body

is going to explode

Words like “ BABY STOPPLEASEDON’T!!!!”

They all are like uppercuts and jabs

Is it because you don’t love me enough?

Or is it that am not tough?

Is it because of my size?

Or maybe you think am not wise.

 

I thought it over I can do this

I got to make it through THIS

 

I     d  i  d.

 

Life goes on.

 

Children don’t know me.

It’s been years since they have seen or spoke to

a real mother like me.

Cold hard bed and the Jail cell

Are making me F E E L  L  O  N  E  L  Y .

 

This poem makes me...
  • Think (38%)
  • Smile (0%)
  • Somber (6%)
  • Surprised (19%)
  • Feel a Connection (6%)
  • Inspired (31%)
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