Enslaved, captive of her hearts misery
What he said was love, wasn’t love at all
In fact, he’d just break her down so she couldn’t stand tall
Forget her self-worth, for that didn’t exist at all
‘Cause her he’d have convinced this is the end all of all
Her soul beaten, trodden down, he raped her
Until her sweet little spirit had escaped her
First her body cause she was never in the mood
So he’d beg until she said ok, fine
Else she knew he’d have a wicked attitude
One day he’d attempt to make her feel like a queen
The next, reality reminded her like waking up from a dream
When re-surfaced his repulsive bi-polar tendencies
As he made her feel worthless, not deserving of anything
He had her persuaded, and her clear vision was now badly tainted
Her self-respect was stolen by this bandit
So self-love non-existent as every moral fiber in her helpless body was jaded
His words, they’d pierce her soul
Derogatory, offensive expression
On her, he’d take out all of his aggression
Until her heart was no longer whole
But spirit trampled until removed was all of her essence
Her character defeated, ‘til she had nothing left in
Accept for the bruising she had acquired from him grabbing
And scratching her face, then roughing her around a bit
Nothing left, not even a cry for help
Cause as he choked her, he impeded her vocal reverberation
Then she took her last breathe…
This is part of my story. At first I was embarrassed, but now I aspire to Inspire and maybe someone will be encouraged by me sharing through my words. I could go on and on but I will share more in upcoming poetry and blog posts.
Abusive relationships are more common than you may think. All it takes is one occurence and even one time IS NOT OK. If you or someone you know are a victim of an abusive relationship, please call National Domestic Violence Hotline 1−800−799−SAFE(7233). You can remain anonymous.
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