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Pain of Abuse - Bound in your Secret

I couldn’t be around you without feeling

as if my world was crashing down.

Twice I walked away but you kept

holding onto me.

Your love dominating,

controlling, and reckless.

 

For us both ‘WE’ became an addiction.  

Our physical connection creating a real

emotional entanglement.  

The intimacy escalated not with your love

and respect rather with your insatiable ******

desires and deceit.

You came closer to me than anyone ever had.

To say that we were totally engaged,

consumed with each other would gravely understate

what you did not only to my body, but also to my soul.

It was a crazy love.

 

When your presence met mine.

I’d forgotten the meaning of peace of mind.

Self-respect had flown away,

integrity fallen by the wayside.

I didn’t know who I was with you.

I didn’t know who I was without you.

Yet, I couldn’t leave…

Even though deep in my unconscious

I knew 'WE' were wrong.

My addiction wouldn’t let me go,

your addiction wouldn't let me go.

And I stayed…

Your behavior came so close to crushing my spirit,

my will to live.

In your compulsion to protect your deception

you abandoned me,

my life hanging on by a thread, I could not sleep or eat,

I could not breathe.

It was like being in a coma that I was fighting to survive.

With intensive professional help

I was forced out of the coma.

I survived.

 

Now I see

I stayed, not because I loved you

I stayed because I didn’t love me.

Passion kept me bound.

Truth be told, to be totally honest

I stayed out of fear, fear of missing the passion.

But now I know I’d rather be alone… than

shackled by the anguish and drama you swore was love.

As the synapses of my brain reconnect,

the evidence of controlling emotional abuse,

of possessive manipulation, overwhelms my mind and body.

I see now I wasn’t built, wasn’t ready to understand

your type of love.

I can’t deal, can’t bear, don’t deserve,

your emotional betrayal and abuse.

I have kept your secret for you to tell.

A secret I will never betray.

Now no longer together

locked in by your silence,

perpetuating the manipulation,

forever destined in your secret,

your abuse continues.

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