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I'm Tired

Honey, I'm so tired.
You yell at me..
...All the time.
For things I cannot control.
I wasn't looking at him I promise!
I don't like him! I don't even know him!
Why don't you trust me?
I trust you!
Stop calling me blonde!
Stop calling me stupid!
Stop calling me a bitch!
THATS IT!
I'm done with you.
your killing me.
Goodbye Jonny.

I love my boyfriend Jonny, but one of these days...

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  • Wow, if this is true you need to turn your back on this guy and never look back. An abusive relationship is simply that. Despite promises, it wont get better.

    This is a well-written poem.

    Mike

  • This captures the prompt quite well. In looking at your age, I must say I feel some concern. At no age is mental, verbal or physical abuse acceptable. PLEASE don't let yourself believe otherwise. I thank you for your entry and good luck.