Do you know how it feels to:
live a life full of fear?
be told that you’re stupid and useless?
have someone hold a grudge against you?
fight for acceptance?
see that suicide as the only option?
try to reach for help and it seems like no cares?
be chocked or slapped every day?
be physically assaulted every day?
Well if you answered no, then you don’t know what I feel every day.
I am being abused.... mentally, emotionally and physically
Frank Pulver
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-abused/
