A yell here
A finger in the face
Wish I had mace
Constant complaining
Nothing sustains him
A yell there
Been call everything but my name
Nothing is the same
I know it is a shame
But
I love him
I want him
He says he's sorry
Things got better
Then came stromy weather
A lunge here
A finger in the face
A lunge there
Nothing is the same
He still dosen't call me by my name
But
I lone him
I want him
He says he's sorry
Things got better
Then came the stormy weather
A punch here
A punch there
I never thought he would give me his fist to wear
I swear he loves me
With him is where I want to be
My mouth is wired shut
But
I feel he loves me deep down in my gut
I won't give hime up
So stop begging me
You will see he's the one for me
So leave me be
DOMESTIC VIOLENCE
Hey that is a very good poem that is exactly what my sister lived in and went through with an boyfriend for 2years and she finnaly, left him he acturly almost killed her.
He put her entire face through a glass window and she had to get stitches in her forehead and she had bruises from head to toe, all down her leggs on her back on her front.
~Heather Feazel~