Don't believe my words;
they're lies that I fabricate to
project a perfect life and
convince you I'm okay.
Don't trust the smile you see;
it's a facade to conceal
searing pain, acute shame,
sheer heartache.
Don't get fooled by my laughter;
it is merely an echo
of hollow insides, yearning
for senses to return.
Don't get convinced by my clarity and order;
borne in attempt to
control the chaos
and pacify the storm brewing inside.
Don't be blinded by
The perfection I exude,
The courage I fake,
The innocence I feign,
The confidence I wear-
For I am broken.
Exposing My Vulnerabilities
I feel this pain deep within my heart when I read this poem over and over again. I’m currently living with my mom and she can make every second of my life a living hell if I don’t do what she...
Unmasked
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.
I know you posted this many years ago and I'm a bit late. But may I suggest the books Letters to the Lost and More than you can Tell, both by Brigid Kemmerer. I haven't personally gone through abuse but I have emotional trauma caused by a member in my family. Those books among others have instilled hope in my life.
I don't know if they accurately portray abuse but I hope they help.