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Nursery
Bruised ego?
Bruised heart?
Don't play victim:
Don't start.
What you gave me
I'll never forget
A lifetime of pain
And more so, regret.
You made me question
Why I'm even here
Bruised up my body
I lived in fear.
Now you have the gall
To come calling around
I've moved on little boy
A real man I've found.
So if in the future
You've an itch you can't scratch
Just remember that moment
When you lost a catch.
Bruised heart?
Don't play victim:
Don't start.
What you gave me
I'll never forget
A lifetime of pain
And more so, regret.
You made me question
Why I'm even here
Bruised up my body
I lived in fear.
Now you have the gall
To come calling around
I've moved on little boy
A real man I've found.
So if in the future
You've an itch you can't scratch
Just remember that moment
When you lost a catch.
Published 27th Oct 2017
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I'm sorry you ( or any girl/woman ) has to endure abuse. It's an absolutely horrible cycle that for many ends in tragedy.
Grateful for your survival and cleansing poetry. But mostly your happiness in a man that knows how to treat a woman.
Grateful for your survival and cleansing poetry. But mostly your happiness in a man that knows how to treat a woman.
19th Dec 2017 6:09pm
I really like this poem. It's a bold and strong message to anyone who has abused someone in their life and lost a good thing. No sympathy in your tone. Keen to read more of your work!
