Poem by Doniell Cushman
You abuser
I call you out My love meant nothing Once you struck me I now know Let myself grovel for your seeming affection Destroyed my mind And now I'm medicated So many years ago it started Stopped my heart cold So why did I cry for you? This fragility of my world You daily crush And for what? What power do you hold over me so firmly? You abuser © Doniell Cushman. All Rights Reserved. This poem or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. All rights reserved by Doniell Cushman.
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