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I Remember My Dress

A relationship you will never get over.

I remember mydressclose-fitting andblackimprisoning my body like shrink wrapI remember myhairlong and darkbrownwith a narrowband of velvettight over myfrownI remember that daywe made ourplansand with promises likea welding torchyou said you would never de...

Nothing

The legacy of lying

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.The steam curls in the downlit beam like the fingers of cigarette smoke crawling their way into virgin lungs;Like your lies crawled their way underneath my skin...

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I loved you the most I would've done anything to make you happy But you treated me like a ghost I tried so hard to make you happy All I got back was remorse The more I tried  The more I seemed to push you away I just wanted you to be happy What did I do w...

Sir

mental,physical,abuse

Why do you haunt my memories the moment something goes wrong I can not take a breath I can not seem to see I am sealed in my faith in the ashes of the sea say it you yell do it or I beat you lift your hand to slap and I fall to my knees I say it once more...

clicketyclick clicketyclack

inspired by a picture

clicketyclick clicketyclackiron wheels on an iron trackrolling through the darkest nightrolling her away from frightfar away from the abusethe violence the words he'd usefrom broken vases broken bonesfrom threats that sound in undertonesshe carries only w...

Little Angel

What happens behind closed doors can really be shocking...

little angel with the blonde curls and blue pools little angel an innocence unscathed little angel... Ignorance is Bliss. little angel so kind little angel so polite little angel  abused, Yet I've never seen a bruise... but i'm not ignorant. the worst thi...

What now?

All alone,what now?

It's a beautiful day outside blue skies not a cloud  But in here it's stormy  Grey clouds building thick with no signs of clearing.You have really done it this time  alienated everyone that helps you, the people you called friends. Even the person you cal...

Little lost girl found

Inside look into a how one child copes with abuse, and finds her saving grace.

Little lost girl found. The Christmas tree fell for the second time today. What is left of the ornaments are now strewn across the floor of the living room. Most people may find this sad and upsetting, but not me. I just sit here in the mist of all the de...