Abuse.
Tears streaming down my cheeks
A flash of light
as I feel your blow to my head.
Bloodied nose.. scabs on my arm..
Oh, I got scratched by the cat.
How could someone who loves me so
Take his hand to my face
bare his teeth and bite my arm
Pull my hair until it bleeds..
Oh my God, does he know I am terrified..
But I know you love me
Because you tell me that you do.
As you make love to me
In the quiet of the night
No other sound except
Our breathing in unison.
Oh my God, I love you so...
..And Oh my God, I love you too.
They tell me its not my fault.
I am a victim of abuse. It's often a life cycle..
But like a fool, I believe every word you told me
That you love me, and that its my fault.
Because I held you so high on a pedestal.
So much higher than myself...
Another "typical abused symptom..."
Well you left me now
Bloodied, alone and crusty nosed..
Stomach hurting from crying.
And just like my mumma always told me
A hand that hits is not done out of love.
And like always my mummy was always right
as she has been in life.
Because you still cant say sorry..
And you still believe its my fault.
I think you're an ugly person now.
Please tell me what you think
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Wow. Don't know where to begin on commenting on this one. Let's just say I'm glad that the loser is gone. Three bunnies for a wonderful write.
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I'm glad you survived such terror. People abuse so that they can be in control of situations. They think intimidation is respect, but it isn't - it's cowardice. A man who can strike a woman is no man at all. You deserve so much better, but the belief must come from within. A man who can hurt you so easily can't love you, for love doesn't promote violence or inflict such pain. Stand tall with pride, you've won and he'll always be the loser. You won't be abused anymore, but he'll forever be an abuser. He won't ever be able to look in a mirror and truly admire the reflection of his soul. Learn to love and value you & from this moment on, never look back!
Thanks for sharing.
La x
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Stanza four - the one that begins "they tell me it's not my fault" seems to be a little bit displaced. The writing inside the stanza all fits well, but the rhythm somehow didn't fit in with the rest. Perhaps it was just the way in which I was reading it - in any case, I'm glad it wasn't the last stanza, because a nicely rounded poem usually makes up for its own mistakes by leaving a satisfying ending note. Just a few things I noticed - "Pull my hair until it bleeds" ... Well, I'm not sure how hair can bleed, but I think the message is clear all the same. Also you didn't put in your second quotation mark.
Nice finish
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great job
this is a reallynice one. very powerful. great job! it's never your fault and from what i've read, he's always been an ugly person... -
Very Good
Excellent poem, very strong and emotional. Very moving and powerfull, i sure hope your not writing from personal experience. Vivid imagery in the first stanza which sort of hits the reader in the face, like you desscribed.
All in all a very good poem
. Rewarded 6
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Thankyou all for your kind comments, and thankyou the rambo69 for your generous applause. Most of my poems are written from deep within and personal experience, and I thank you for your sympathetic words. It is often through poetry that we receive healing
Jess
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