Feeling alone in a great big world,
you've never been there when I've need you.
Pushing me away,
leaving me to defend on my own;
who would have thought,
I'd ever be with someone like you.
Not to long ago you showered me with love.
I felt so lucky,
like you were sent to me from above.
You pulled me out of a depression,
that I thought I was drowning in;
and now you are the one,
that causes my depression so deep.
What use to be laughter, love and hugs,
is now arguements, hate, and abuse.
Putting me down for no reason at all,
god, how I miss those days you only saw me.
Stress levels are high,
things get out of control,
you get a little mad;
and the hitting begins to take its toll.
How can I feel pretty,
when you make me feel so sad?
How can I have any confidence,
when you make my face look so bad?
The bruises tell all,
and I hide them away.
Covering each mark,
as I battle the pain every day.
I remember way back when,
things weren't like this;
you were so gentle with me,
now I am scared to feel your hands.
The bottle is my only friend,
it gives me comfort when I need it most.
I'll drink all I want,
just to forget the pain inside.
I know I am better,
despite what you tell me.
I know I can do better than you,
and have someone who appreciates me.
I suffered a lot with you,
but I have also learned a lot.
I am a woman and don't deserve any man,
who can be such a coward like you.
A contest entry
- Hurt...Inside an abused victim's heart... by voodoo ink.
850 points, ended March 31, 28 entries
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Comments
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It is so sad, that something can start out so wonderful and then turn sour, quickly...like the sun shining bright, then going behind an ugly, dark cloud...this was so sad, and I hope things are better and you have gotten out of that, because it isn't healthy for you...



