Young & Broken. Poem by Ajmacia McQueen

She was broken from the pain
Crying from the bruises
Scared of her own happiness, Terrified of how to get to it
She received kiss of affection, to verify his love
She got punches of determination, to prove that he was her king
She would cry day and night
Wondering how to break from this guard of this prison she called a home
Reaching out for help from friends and family
She’d pull back from promises of death if she ever leave him
Heart filled with fear more than joy
Excuses of this abuse to persuade her to stay
Wondering how to make it better
But there’s no other way out but to leave…She stays
The abuse continues beats her more, She cries for a better day
Days pass, she fades
He’s tooken over her life with the force of his power.
She torn apart, No happy days, Bags under her eyes from the tears and sleepless nights
No friends, excepts for this bottle
Pills makes the tears go away,
Pills make the pain go away,
Pills make everything disappear.
She closes her eyes…She’s gone
I wished I would have grabbed her hand when she reached out
But now I’m too late.
She was a beautiful flower
Now that flower is wilted and dead.
She rest with a broken heart, Shame…She was only 19.