RelationshipAbuse
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I end up loving people who won’t fight for me.
Girls like us only know pain
We know the turning against our family
The isolation of friends
Dedicated to E.J.S.
Blood boils beneath the skin.
A hatred for you deep within.
Your "BIGGEST MISTAKE", at least I am something.
Every night I wait for you to come back
You promised to never leave me again, over and over
When you finally waltz in the door you reek of crack
Today I try to ask why, you respond by giving me a smack
Hannah was late coming home this evening.
Traffic was slow and she had trouble leaving.
Work was hard and she hadn't any time
Why I write? Why I write?
The true query is why men speak
So often?
So often when they do not mean what they say
nor understand what they mean
Or even care to
I'm not one to hold grudges I don't care about the hype. I've come so far and you know I'm not the vengeful type but I still can't believe I let myself stoop so low because you let me cling on to a false hope.
You remind me now
of a Ghost that once haunted me.
One that made me cry,
into the small hours of the night.
In pain,
Unloved,
Unappreciated,
and Used.
Bruises,
