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Abuse



You feel the pain from the blows.

You think to yourself, “Everyone knows”.

You live your life in fear.

Afraid of the one you love so dear.

You see him and you see his rage.

You feel like he has you locked inside a cage.

You’re afraid to leave because of what he’ll do.

All of your friends tell you, “Leave him; we’ll help you”.

You’re afraid to be alone because of the loneliness you’ll feel.

You keep thinking to yourself, “It’s not happening; this can’t be real”.

You start wondering how your life would be.

You think, “Would I be able to handle no me and you?  No you and me?”

You are so confused and angry and scared.

You think, “How could he be like this?  He said he cared”.

You sit and cry without anyone by your side.


He comes into the room where you are.

You hear him throw down the keys to his car.

The only thing you can think is, “Is this it?  Will my life be through?

Will you find me?  Will I look up and see you?”

He finds you but you try not to show him your fear.

He laughs and then kits you in the ear.

A sharp piercing pain goes through your head.

You wonder, “Is this it?  Come tomorrow will I be dead?”

The next morning you awake and there’s roses there for you.

You see him and he says, “I’m sorry.  You know I love you.”

Finally you see your friends’ point of view.

They weren’t trying to hurt but to help you.

You realize there’s more to life than his abuse.

He doesn’t love you anymore and you feel so used.

You start to cry as your roses fall to the floor.

You shiver when you hear him come through the door.

He asks you, “What’s the matter, Dear?”

You just say, “I’ve realized the truth and it’s not what I hear.”

Through your tears you pack and leave.

Now you know your friends will have nothing to grieve.