Battle Scars Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

Confused and scared and scarred in the hart
I'm not quite sure what to do.
All because of people like you.
You Abuse and rape leaving behind a curse.
You have the controll and you break
Too much pain than I can take.

You have scarred me.
Leaving behind a snail of my former self becuase of you.
I hate you I hate you all.

Becuase of you it's all becuase of you.
That I want to end my life soon.
When I met you,
I met the devil himself.

You cursed me from that very first touch.
You took my rights.
And you left a shell behind