Abuse can hurt you, scare you. Here I try to explain how it affect your day, mood and so on. Hopefully you may be abel to see the lonely one, and not only the "crazy" ones...


An act of surviving

When the pain is coming in
the people around seem so far away.
I keep them in a distance
cause I do not want them to see me.

Do not see me this way,
do not see me when I'm weak.
In your eyes I wish to be strong
maybe then you won't hurt me anymore.

With my anger I scare you off
if you could see that the pain is the reason.
I am scared, feeling alone.
"If I show my weakness, they will hurt me"

Please see me for the person I am
and not the person I am showing you.
It is an act caused by my memories,
painful memories.

They tell me to be strong, or at least act strong.
If I am strong noone wish to hurt me.
If only my eyes could see that they are scared of me.




Poetry by Sandra Sicilie Hansen
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Written on 2006-03-20 at 12:54

Tags Loneliness  Pain 

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