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.