His fist left me clouded
Nightmares of being found dead
No one knew that my lover was insane
They only saw the smiles in the picture frame
Engagement ring became my chains
Telling no one of my pains
Wonder if dad wasn't m.i.a
Would my life had ended up this way
I was a prisoner in my own personal hell
His heart and his hands were my jail cell
I ain't seen my friends in a week
How did I become so meek
Hoodies hid my scars so my secret didn't leak
Learning what it feels to be inferior
Was it his white skin or strength that made him my superior
Any sign of ambition resulted in a smack
My dreams of success were a stab in his back
This love was a losing game
He was the monster but I got all the blame
The neighbors called the cops
Was murder the way for this to stop
Pregnancy in the middle of madness that was scary
Stress and a push made me miscarry
My college years filled with misery
Questioning God why he picked me
His text makes it hard to focus in class
Another semester I couldn't pass
How can love feel like hate
Nights in his bed felt like rape
I'm too dizzy from this ride
Is the answer suicide
You ask how did this violence go undetected
My silence is how he was protected
I got sick of waiting on superman
So I ran
Leaving is a long hard walk
For months every move I made he would stalk
In my dreams I see my abuser's face
Paranoid am I in a safe place
Sure I maybe free
But those memories are tatted to me
priscillab
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2b2b2 says: Great Share....of a very unhappy existence.....more folks need to read and heed....ONE |
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