Living every single night, and every single day
Dreadfully lookin forward to the next sunrise,
Drenched in rain.
From a man whom I truly love,
Kissed, touched, and caressed
Just to receive none other
Than excruciating emotional pain.
Being forced to face
Each moment in harsh distress
Being cut down by his possessed side
On top of calling me unworthy names.
Blames, Jokes, and Games
Is what he chooses to go forward & remain.
My weakness of forgiving "wrong doings"
Through understanding seems to send out the signal
For others to become controlling and demanding.