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Psychological Abuse

I write this to you in pain
I write this to you in agony
I write this to you as a cry for help
I write this to you in the hopes for once you might listen.

This abuse is the type that can't be noticed by a black eye or a busted lip
This abuse is something you must listen out for
This abuse is something that you must observe closely... before it's too late.
This abuse could kill someone... but not in the way you would think.

Psychological abuse something that isn't often recognized.  
Psychological abuse something that can way you down more than physical
Psychological abuse is something that can make you feel like it's your fault
Psychological abuse is something I have been experiencing for a while now

If you are punched, kicked or hit at least you can prove the marks they have left
If you are told day by day that "you are nothing" "kill yourself" "you can never do anything right" what is there to prove? The marks left on my heart cannot show and that is what kills me.
 I am in constant fear of another argument starting that I have no control over... but I seem to be the cause of... for simply just existing.

So kill me then because I've had enough
You slit me with your words but at the end of the day I am the one inflicting harm on myself so tell me.. How could that be their fault?
How could it be their fault when I’m the one taking a blade to my skin and ever so slightly pushing harder with every slit I make... they didn't do anything wrong... right?

So I give up,
I give up on trying to defend myself
I give up on trying to correct the faults and flaws that present themselves in all your arguments
I give up on making myself bleed due to the way you make me feel.

Psychological abuse, I would rather take physical so everyone could see the damage you cause.
But instead they see slits in my arm and think "aw poor thing she must hate herself"
and they're not wrong in saying that, but you defiantly pushed to remind me just how much.
Written by Heavens_Hell
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Author's Note
I hope you enjoy my poem, I strongly apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes I am trying my hardest to correct them on my own as I have some trouble doing so.

Thank you for taking the time to read my poem,
-PJR
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