Abused And Turned Poem by Jill Burns

Abused And Turned

Rating: 4.8


The pain that I feel,
increases with the bruises that will not heal
And the pain that I've been forced to conceal has turned to hate,
the one thing I can still feel

The transformation was slow,
taking years before it would really show
And what it took to get here,
you will never know

Watch out, your threats mean nothing,
and the fact that you haven't killed me yet should tell you something
touch me again and I'll beat you to the ground,
beat you, until you don't make a sound

I'm sick of being underestimated,
it shouldn't surprise you that I'm jaded
And I won't give up yet,
not until I see you regret

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Jill Burns

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