Tortued by bastards
Tortured in childhood
And early teens.
Torture more day by day.
By some evil scum
That wanted his twisted pleasure.
He thought it was right to do it.
Right to rape and abuse a child.
Peice of fucking shit.
Tortued by more than 1.
Still stuck there
As it were only a day ago.
Tortured from a youn age.
All I can hear in my head
is its only a game.
Still stuck and tortured
By your vile face.
Some day
Youll get
What you desereve.
Then maybe you wont
Most bastards like you
are untouchable.
But you all tortued me
For your own
Vile reasons.
You piece of shit
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Did you ever give a shit?
Did you ever give a shit?
Did you ever care?
Did you ever give a shit.
You never gave it a second thought.
All you wanted was to hurt me.
You made me visit hell.
You told me not to tell.
Do you no how much I hate you.
You fucking vile piece of scum?
I absoultely dispise you.
I wish you dead.
Did you ever give a shit.
Did you care about what you did.
You raped me.
Then you turned and laughed.
I doubt you gave a shit.
I doubt you feel guilty.
And doubt you ebver will
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Bastards srtike
Bastards have already stuck their strike.
All ready had the forced entery.
In my head they stay no to exit.
I felt pain that day.
I had the pain.
Forcible sex.
Hurt through and through.
Now I know what hate is.
Becuase hate is all I feel for you.
Bastards strike on the weak.
The speak threats with their beak.
They had thier nasty streak.
Tuants and threats they speak.
Bastards raped me and I hate them.
Theyre are scum.
Evil vile scum.
And rotten to the core.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Dirty
Filthy dirty (not yet finished)
I'll show you what pain is.
I belive this is what you thought.
I hope you can live with yourself.
You vile peice of scum.
I hate you
You raped me you abused me.
You hurt me.
Worst of all
You stole my trust
You took my innocence.
Rape Rape
Please god no not again
Get off me
Please leave me alone.
one day You'll regret what you've done.
And now it's begun.
I'll show you what hate is.
It's from me to you.
You dirty old fucking man
You'll be dead when I'm through.
I will get you
Like you got me
You will pay for what you did
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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When you came
You came.
And you hurt me.
And you abused me.
You raped me.
You came
You laughed at me
You made me do things
I didnt want to do.
You came
You made me feel.
What shit was like.
How hurt feels.
What pain feels like.
You came
And you opened my eyes.
To a world of pain
A world of hurt.
A world of abuse.
Then you left
But you havent left my head.
I remember it all.
I cant forget.
I cant forget your face of evil
You twisted vile look.
You shitty voice
And your vile disgusting smell.
You left me with the ruins
In ruins of what you did
In tatters and shreads.
You left me with
Alake of tears
Alife of torment
And emotional scars.
You left me
Laughter that was not mine
God how hate you
Your out of my life now
But your in my head.
In my past
and in my dreams
And nightmares.
Why wont you fuckoff
out of my head?
Please take the lauhter away
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Hidden but not forgotten.
My pain from you is hidden.
But the pain you cuased me is not forgotten.
I hide the scars of what you did.
Rape and sexual abuse.
But I don't forget what you did.
It eats a way at me like the decay eats the flesh.
I hate you all you bastards are evil.
My pain is hidden but never forgotten.
I will get you all one by one.
One by one you will all pay.
You rotten peice of scum.
Your dirtier than the bottom of my shoe.
You bastards will all get whats coming to you.
One thing is for sure.
My pain is hidden but be sure its not forgotten.
And I'll pay you all back.
Your all get whats coming to you.
You'll get your just deserts.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Look
Look in to my eyes.
There you will see the pain.
The pain I've hidden for so many years.
In my sad eyes lies all my fears.
At times life is to much to bear.
Look in to my shattered eyes.
There you will see my heart in tatters.
Altough you thought it wouldn't mattet.
You thought it was be cool to rape and batter.
Look in to my eyes.
There my hurt lies.
I hate you.
I begged you not to.
My eyes pleaded with you.
Look in to my eyes.
Can you see what you've done to me?
You've left me in bits.
You've left me in a mess.
My heart is shattered.
My eyes see fear.
Look in to my eyes.
Look at the pain you left me.
No what you have done now do you?
You peice of evil vile scum
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Now that Im gone
Sitting here alone on the floor.
I realise I cant take this shit anymore.
Theres nothing more to be said.
Theres no actions left to do.
I was treated like a game.
Thought I was to blame.
You just wanted your fame.
I hope you feel like shit.
Cos thats what you made me feel like.
Sitting here on the floor,
Staring at the blade.
Easing it in my arm.
There was nothing left to do.
Theres nothing that can be done.
Now Im dead and gone.
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Angel
Like an angel, fly over your house
Like an angel, pass out wishes
Like an angel, I will move the arrow
Like an angel, I live alone
Im not livin what was promised
I am close but cant enjoy
Oh, Im not dyin
Oh, Im so tortured
cause I see all
Tortured, and all I cannot do
Tortured, all I should have done
Tortured, while I occupied a man
Im not livin what was promised
I am far from glorified
Oh, Im not dyin
Oh, Im not alone
Mind is not a celestial state
With idle hymns of praise
Time is short, I have an appointment at noon
At noon in hell
Across the waste of space and fields of air
I glide, alone at night
Oh please, please think of me
cause im, Im by your side
Im by your side, Im by your side
Im, Im right in front of you
Im by your side
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Darness of My Heart
Quaint little house, oh, so spotless white,
So innocent, clean and pure, bathed in light.
Inside this house, so cosy and fine,
This house is my heart — this house is mine.
Wherever the sunlight touches, quite clean,
But in the dark shadows, demons unseen.
In here lives a tortured man — the real me.
Every day I fight myself — fight to be free.
In here are my thoughts, the gross and vile,
Things that make me sick, and hate bitter as bile.
I may seem alive, but I feel mostly dead;
I’m living in an atmosphere of pure lead.
A whited sepulchre, tomb for men deceased,
Filled with rotting bones on which worms feast.
Every second I’m waging a ruthless war,
A war unlike any war, a war not bound by law.
Tortured soul of mine, trapped in this abode,
Crushed and weighed down with a heavy load.
The darkness presses so hard around —
I scream yet no help seems to be found.
God, help me please, I’m stuck. I need You.
Come and do whatever it is that You must do.
Come and save me, make my sick heart whole.
Darkness of my heart! God! Save my soul!
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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I wanted to die but you saved me
I really wanted to die.
Honestly I did
But you stuck your nose again.
Im really angry with you
It was my decision to make.
What the hell is it with you?
Stop fucking saving me.
Cant you see my pain?
Or are you just thick and evil?
I really wanted to die
But you saved me
Im really angry with you
Im madder than mad
It was my choice to make
You cant save me forever
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Times is Hard
Please don't burn our shit-house down,
Mother has promised to pay.
Father's away on the ocean wave,
And sister's in the family way,
Brother dear has gonorrhea,
And times is fucking hard.
So please don't burn our shit-house down,
Or we'll all have to shit in the yard.
poem by Anonymous Americas
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A Monster Gets A Dog
A man with no heart has a dog, this is so cruel and unfair
He tortured many and killed them, don't people even care
I was shocked when I heard this on the morning news
He went to prison for a few months, they say he paid his dues
He was so heartless, when he tortured so many and killed
When he was caught and punished, dog lovers were thrilled
What he did still haunts me, they each suffered so much
There is no justice for these dogs, he has no heart or gentle touch
Note: If one can abuse an animal, They should be locked up, and
never be free. Animal abuse should be a felony and this might lower
this travesty.
If one can abuse an animal, they have no heart and should never be
trusted to have an animal again. Get enraged and stand up for these
these poor defenseless animals!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Pedpphiles
Phedophiles are immoral bastards.
Stuff those who dont think so.
Weather its just cos their attracted to childen or not.
Its immoral and not right.
Sodd those idiots who think its fine.
As a kidd my head was messed up.
Its not just me its others to.
And the other poor kids too.
Phedophiles are rong
And they are shit.
Immoral bastards is what they are.
String them up and kill em all.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes.
All the evil that you did.
Returns and kills me inside.
I see you standing there.
With your twisted smile.
Luaghing at what you are about to do.
Whenever I close my eyes
All of you are there.
I hear you all the time
I still smell the vile sweat.
Every time I close my eyes.
I relive the pain.
It breaks me a little more.
I wake up stuggling for breath.
I cant close my eyes.
I see your face.
I hear 'it only a game'
I hear it all the time.
'tell any1 and your dead'
I cant close my eyes.
Your there all the time
Niggiling and nawring
A little more day by day.
As time goes by
I still cant close my eyes
Your there all the time.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Let down again
Let down again
by justice
What the hell
is it with pratts in a suit.
Why not lock up
the scum and vile beasts
Why let them free.
Justice has let me down
The bastards are allowed to be free.
I can never be free though.
I hate the system
What a load of bull
Justice let me down
poem by Amy Kerswell
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American POWs from the last Iraq war, who were held prisoner and tortured by Iraq, are now being prevented by our government from suing the Iraqis who tortured them.
quote by Dana Rohrabacher
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Victory was not mine
The victory was yours.
And it still is victory belongs to you.
Victory was not mine.
You hurt me you hurt me.
You've scared me.
And yet the victory is yours.
You still continue to beat me.
You torture me every day.
Even though you raped me.
You still win.
And the victory is yours.
Its not fair you have the victory.
When you are evil personalised.
You are the peice of scum
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Battles lost here is my death
Battels lost here is my death
I have won the Battles
But Lost the war
Bastards are bastards.
And hurt me to much.
I don't want to live anymore
I can't go on
I have suffered for to long
To much Depression and pain
Its hard to stay Sane
Lived through rape and abuse.
Never got over it.
It over road my life.
I don't want to live
So my life I give
Its time for me to go
I won't be missed I know
Cause you don't care
and Life isn't Fair
Amy Kerswell
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Rotten bastards
The lot of you.
All of you
You are all rotten bastards.
And I hate you all
All of you
Raped and abused me.
But what goes around comes around.
And revenge will be mine.
Rotten bastards.
You rotten rats.
Rape and abuse.
Is that all you can do?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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An Ugly Duckling
Satan you think
that you are
positively
oh so lovely,
but your insidious
insincere soul,
is really really
disgustingly ugly.
Your face
is mirrored sadly
not so clean
it shows
evil lean mean
the enormity
amassed of all
your vile sin.
You have deliberately
purposefully
put humanity tormented
through or in.
It shows
clearly
hideously
the enormity
of all the lying
heinous vile sin.
You have
cravenly
gleefully
indulged in.
Your vile corrupted face
your whole vile body,
vibrates revoltingly
sickeningly,
intensified mirrored evil
incarnate,
festering within depths
rotting your insipid soul,
poem by Terence George Craddock
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