Was it really abuse?
I mean damage was done
But only behind closed doors
Where no one else saw
The pictures seems seem disagree
My biggest fear is it is all just me
I am exaggerating
Making a big deal out of little things
OK at times I felt I couldn't go on
Helpless and trapped in a world on pain
But was it really that bad
Yes I was very hurt and very sad
Was it my fault because I couldn't cope
I mean I didn't even ask for help
I should have done more
It was partly caused by my deep flaws
Maybe I remember it wrong
To struggle this much is ridiculous
It really wasn't that bad
I don't deserve to feel this sad
Abuse takes away all my blame
But a part of me says no
I must have deserved some of it
Nothing else really fits
Or maybe I just was a child
And that is enough to take away my responsibility
But I can not quite belief that's true
As conflict and guilt continue to stew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem