By: Tony L. Jefferson, Jr.
His temper rages
He is unaffected by the love show in your eyes
This hurt you’ve felt many times before
His words always spiteful, his eyes always cold
Where did your love go wrong?
That nice gentleman he use to be
His love use to sweep you off your feet
The love so passionate and true has with time turned sour
He hits you and the pain, isn’t just physical
You feel it deep in your heart
How could someone that claims to love you hit you like this?
When will it end?
You sleep with one eye open
For fear that you won’t see the light of day
Why do I stay you ask
His words brings you back
Promises of positive things and better days
It’s an offer you can’t refuse
His rage is random and uncontrollable
What did you do to deserve this?
The physical abuse is unbearable
You take it, because in your mind you have nowhere to go and no one to turn to
The mental abuse leaves you emotionally drained and cold to any regular feeling
His words cut like a knife
The things he says are beyond hurtful
In the public eye
It’s obvious the change in your heart
You attempt to hide your scars
Your friends give you knowing looks
You pretend to be happy around your family
Deep inside you know something has to be done, but your mind is a mass of confusion
You contemplate killing yourself, but what would it accomplish
Your mind turns to your family and friends
Your no longer in this world as your mind wanders
You have become accustomed to this
A slap brings you back to the reality of it all
Fight back
Get help
Get away
Before the blood flows
Before you’ve breathed your last breath
This isn’t love
This isn’t the end of the world
Feel my words
Feel real love
Feel affection
BREAK THE CYCLE
atulgaur
August 24, 2008 at 1:57 pm
good
Lati
August 24, 2008 at 2:29 pm
that was good
judysteapot
September 15, 2008 at 2:45 pm
Over the years I’ve known many woman who have suffered domestic violence and ‘breaking the cycle’ is the hardest thing to do. Thank you for your moving thoughts. love Judyx
Nortoria
December 10, 2008 at 4:25 pm
I hate I let this one slip passed me. Though I have never known anyone that has been a victim of domestic abuse this is great for those that have, and if I do eventually find a lost soul that is a victim along with all the kind words I can give, I will refer them to this site, to this poem. Good work, this is deep as well as thoughtful. 🙂