'' He's just letting go, this is his form of relief'' I say to myself through the grit of my teeth.
He curls his thumb around his fingers, left covered in pretty patterns of blood coloured crimson, and even after the impact; the pain, it still lingers.
I shake off my injuries and do my best to stand, as he runs off upstairs after one more swift move of his hand.
The water coloured bruises stain my pale skin, and his aggressive words hit me like a number of wasp’s intent on leaving their sting. Now I stare in the mirror, but I don't see myself, I see tear streaked cheeks and decline in my health.
He'll come back down later, with his mind feeling straighter and begin his apologies a few hours later. He'll be screaming and shouting, A few tears too but I'll make it clear that this time we're through, and hopefully this time my words will be true as my mind starts to digress and remind me of all I’ve been through.
Like the time I was stripped off my new party dress, as he drunkenly screamed ‘’BY GOD! YOU’RE A MESS’. Or when I’d sit for hours styling my hair to be asked “Wow! Who are you trying to scare?”. I’d put on my makeup, layer after layer and the entire time he’d just furiously stare. He’d grab me tight by the scuff of my hair, “ YOU’RE NOT GOING OUT LIKE THAT? DON’T YOU DARE!” he’d declare, getting a thrill out of making my life a nightmare.
I pack up my bag, without giving myself chance to get scared, I’m finally leaving, I finally dared. My giggles escape as I lock up the house, and I tip toe down the hall being as quiet as a mouse. I won’t disturb him, he can’t know yet, As I escape with not one single regret, oh..
except of course the day that we met.
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- Comment from author about the poem: Previous abusive relationship that I went through myself for several months
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Wow.. That is scary stuff. Your everyday horror. I hope this wasnt you who suffered like this.
Very moving stuff.
Unfortunately this one is wrote from the soul and from my own experiences, but the past is the past and for every negative there is a positive - thank you all the same x
Its how we grow. We must go through these dark passages. But what matters is we survivie them. I know you are bound for better things than that. You deserve better than that.
Good Morning MOON CHILD thanks for sharing another sad episode from your past. It is very brave of you and I know you find it cathartic ! It scares me because I treat all my Ladies like ANGELS. Every Blessing ~ pleased you are nowHappy and Fulfilled in your life ! ~ HUGS BRIAN
Thank you very much x
Awesome and powerful write
Thank you so much x
Welcome
You did a fine job with the rhyme and meter. I'm glad you got out alive. I hope this creep is in jail somewhere. Hugs.
Unfortunately not, I didn't take it any further, I've barely told a soul. Luckily I don't live in that area of town anymore and rarely bump into him - thank GOD! Thank you all the same x
So inspirational. (I actually cried) beautiful. I'm at a loss for words but this is amazing, I had to comment.
Haha thank you very much!!! Kind words x
So inspirational. (I actually cried) beautiful. I'm at a loss for words but this is amazing, I had to comment.
Very moving. Glad you got out of such an abusive relationship. Gripping story. LOVE the last line. But alot of us have that regret with someone....can't wait to see what you write next!
We learn as we live - thank you for your kind of words x
this is not what we`re meant to be,nor how we should be loved..
I've learnt from my mistakes for definite, never again x
I've learnt from my mistakes for definite, never again x
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