Messages To My Past.

You told me I was useless,

You told me I was worthless;

You used me as your punchbag,

You treated me like I was nothing.

You said I'd never make anything of myself,

You made me feel like a waste of time.

Oh yeah,

I was nothing to you;

Just a big bruised softball that you could kick around,

A sore voice silenced by your poor excuses for your

treatment of me.

You never showed me love,

You never showed me respect;

All you did was take,

While all I did was give.

And the violence!

A poor excuse for the treatment I endured,

From the men and women who said

"I love you."

Your violence no longer silences me,

For I have learnt love is not abuse;

Love doesn't bruise like your emotional

pit does.

I want you to know;

I am stronger without you,

I don't need your punches,

Stealing,

Lying,

Cheating,

Manipulation,

or

Self-gratification.

I am free,

Loved for being me,

By myself and those around me

More independent;

Confident,

Strong,

Outspoken,

Happy and stronger without you.

I end this poem with a song that reflects my strength

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