At peace with justice, abuse, and physical fear.
A small house that held its walls up with hate.
The sunset of peace only to end the misery.
An angel of morning, you were a devil by night.
The walls getting thinner, release them.
The second phase, a powerful lover.
Oh how she swayed into the life, she accepted it.
Her own tears drenched all our souls.
The walls to become thinner, she released them.
Then I become a wholehearted replica of women.
The beast no longer holds me, the house fallen.
Fingerprints of memories feed my mind.
I will not forget you! I scream.
Pain oh horrorid pain, I watch it fade.
The walls vanished, I blamed him, I realsed them.

to anyone out there that suffered from family abuse, I have also and it is so hard! I have to move on and bee strong...U cant hurt me now!

Beautifully written poem. I can relate to it, unfortunately...You seem to be strong and full of motivation to live a better life, I am so glad you are able to move on from the abuse.

We never forget though...

Love,
Dara