'Abuse' 'toxic relationships’ domestic violence
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Here I am, here I lay, the safety of my home, the safety of my ways.
On my couch, where I lay, it swallows me whole, just like the good old days.
My time a waste.
Here I am, here I lay, the safety of my home, the safety of my ways.
On my couch, where I lay, it swallows me whole, just like the good old days.
It calls for silence
It calls for reverence
It calls for smiles
It calls for laughter
loud and louder
It calls for silence
It calls for reflection
It calls for hesitation
My answer is no
For i am to blame you say, for the bruises that my concealer couldn't cover. For the scars that would swell. For the scabs that would soak the covers. For i am to blame you say.
"And now that i blame you, i will create more."
Our love is like fire
It burns at our flesh
& heats our core
It’s dangerous and exciting
Making us crave more
But we are toxic
Our love is pollution
Your smolders blanket me in warm reassurance
But you’ve suffocated my thoughts
My family is in anguish
They cried for me to leave you
Did you exist--before him?
Were you alive, were you put together, were you an unfathomably whole thing?
He’s a tinkerer, a marionettist.
Your fire burns lowBut there's so much to show in your embersYou've been my rock, slowly faded to dust as far back as I rememberWhy do you take the liesBottle things up insideYears have gone by
Staying at home protects the public, but it cannot protect those with black eyes.
Who will protect them from a deadly virus that cannot be wiped away with lysol.
The Because in Love
Love is everlasting
Love can overcome
Love comes in different shapes and sizes
I think it all began when he started to get silent more often
My mama had always told me not to date
She said to wait until seventeen
To focus on my education so that I could graduate high school
Eyes wide
The air was dry
The tension high
That living room became a place
Of surprise
In times like these
I hope and pray that you find your peace
On nights like this
I wish one day you will finally leave
In times like these
I know he will be the reason for your demise
I like to make connections Creating connections is funBut creating connections creates a contagion -of comparible compatible connections Concise connections, carefully crafted containing continuity
The silence was overwhelming,
Rushing over me like a flood.
The darkness swallowed me up,
For those dressed in long draping sleeves
on the sunniest of days,
quivering as they walk
wincing subtly with each step
For those with lilac bruises
outlined by hints of yellow
The slamming of doors and tearing of hearts,
Where violence mean resolution by sight.
And drama seems more intriguing than arts;
Words will go flying fast and with all might.
You may look at me,
But why do you stare?
Have I grown two heads,
Does this cause you despair?
Did some wings just sprout upon my back?
Do I look to be crazed, like I'm going to attack?
you say you love me but what is love
love isn't bruised knuckles and fights at night at least I don't think it is
love isn't pinning me down under your knees and yelling at me and me begging you to let me go
The ring
Oh how I loved that ring...
Shining oh how it shined...
Finally, the man I loved would be mine.
He is The Devil with every word he says and with every touch he makes.
He grabs me, forcing and rushing me to do things.
His eyes says he’s The Enemy, pure black.
He tells me he cares and that I shouldn’t have to worry.
Was it love when i felt his hands around my neck more than around my waist?When his touch bruised but in those anamalistic markings I felt passion?Colors defamatoryThe rainbow was bright but it wasn't beautiful.My eyes couldnt handle the light I s
I love you.
Stay home tonight.
Blow off your friends and be with me.
Don't text him.
Why?
Because I love you.
A year ago that would be enough.
Now I am sick to look back on the life I had.
HIM –
“We could be together if you didn’t have a baby”,
“I do what I want, you ain’t really my ole lady”
“Why you “like” that picture on Facebook, do you know that Cat?”
broken bones
blackened eyes
bleeding wounds
“but don’t worry
because i love you”
shutting her up
I’ve grown sick of this belief drilled in your head
I swear, he’s perfect when were alone together
When every night last week I laid restless in my bed
You were my flavor of candy;
At first so sweet,
Then sharp and deep.
The addicting kind of savory,
The one that left me weak.
You were my flavor of candy;
At first so sweet,
Then sharp and deep.
The addicting kind of savory,
The one that left me weak.
Domestic violence is a crimeThat enhances overtimeLoved ones are divine While their partners are enshrined with the mindAnd takes control, resulting in bruises of the neck and ..behind..all of the anger..Stood a broken person.growing up in a broke
I thought you loved me
I thought you held the sky
I thought everything happened for a reason
I thought going home with bruises from date night was normal
But Sarah doesn't get them from her boyfriend
