The Abused Poem by Alexia Palacios

Not all teenage girls realize how hard it is to be abused and to get away from the abuser... sometimes you can't until someone come along to help... like my bestfriend did for me. It's short and simple, how i feel about being abused. i hope that others who have gone through what i've gone through can find confort in the fact that they're not alone...

i cut my hair
i changed my name
Into the air
i threw my shame

And i fell into despair
It seemed like nobody cared
i had no one to share
This constant dejection
And sudden this erection

My best friend was there
Although he couldn't fare
He wanted me to be free
But all i would do is flee