At first it was just the little things;
talking down to me with degrading stings.
In my head the control still rings.
I did not know the damage verbal abuse brings.
What happened to being the wind beneath my wings?
{c:blueI thought I would make a good wife,
But in an instant you changed in my life.
Your words cut through my soul like a knife,
always causing me shame and strife.
Never supportive in the things I would do.
I was completely dependant on you.
A child—needing to learn who—I was too.
You made me miserable and suicidal blue,
taking me for granted like a worn shoe.
Inside, fear and panic scattered.
My self-esteem shattered.
My ego completely battered.
My hope; my dreams never mattered.
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