Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Mental Scars

Young girl, you have so much to learn.
You're blindsided by what you think love looks like.
Told you're too sensitive, put down for your thoughts and ideas.
Pointing out your flaws and insecurities; girl you don't know how beautiful you are.
Glossed over eyes, crying yourself to sleep.
Run and cry to mommy; she'll always be your best friend.
Controlling and intolerant.
Your daddy would've never treated you like that.
You can't see how frightened you truly are.
Your words hurt, leaving behind mental scars. 
Damaging your fragile, adventurous mind.
This is your life: a burning pit of fire in which you call 'love.'

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