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I asked you to stop,
You didn't.
You continued,
Purposely hurting me each time.
I wish you'd stop.
I wish you'd stopped a long time ago.
Why don't I just leave?
I should've done.
That would've been the smart thing to do.
But I can't,
Because no matter how badly I'm hurt,
I still love you.
This isn't necessarily about a violent romantic relationship; it can be interpreted as an unhealthy friendship too, or a relationship within a family.
Ismahanwrites Apr 2016
I was a Heavy heart who couldn't carry the blame of your mistakes of becoming the man you said you wouldn't be.

      _ismahan
Becoming a Mans shadow was one mistake we all have done. Loving ourselves and appreciating Our women power is amazing it's a bliss don't let no man bring your hopes for love down.
traumamind Apr 2016
it would be so easy
if only i hated you

if only i despised the way you
hit me so hard

if only i was disgusted by
how you enjoy my pain

instead of craving your touch
and reaching out for that love
that i'll never find

instead of being happy
whenever you decide to
deem me worthy of being tortured

instead of forgiving
everything and anything

but that's why you're still here
cause you'll always be gold for me
and i hope you never leave
traumamind Apr 2016
you sit on the sofa
and watch tv
while i lie on the floor

and when the pain gives way
i move
on those limbs you wounded
i crawl
to your feet and look up to you

“hey, dog. come up here.”
i heave my body up
when i sit next to you
i think what i’m feeling
is definitely “happiness”
happy to be your pet
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Leave the past behind you they say
You'll be much better off that way

But they really have no clue
Of the one that does pursue
If in my past he would stay
I'd celebrate that day

Because one of my mistakes
Made sure in my future he had a stake
He's the ***** donor of three of my kids
An abusive alcoholic, that still seems to have more to give

He finds me every two or three years
To see if he can rise my fears
I never wish harm upon another human
But he left my life in ruins

I was lucky enough to escape
His clutch
But he still seeks me out to keep in touch
To make sure the scars haven't healed to much

And make new ones of his choosing
He knows exactly what he's doing
I've sent him to jail many a time
But the punishment never fits the crime
And if your wonder why it is now, he's on my mind
Well,it's been three years and it's just about my birthday
And I'm sure his on his way!!!
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
My past is seeking me out again
The stupidity of my past ignorance and sin

We'd stay up all night and speak of places we would roam
He moved me far away from home


He moved me away from family and friends
I didn't relize my future was growing dim

I was in love, he kept his demons well hid
If I'd just known some of the things he had did


I soon was pregnant, unable to defend
That's when the beatings begin

I would of ran but there was no where to go
So far from home with a young one in tow


My illusional happy family dissolved
A happy future from me is STILL getting robed

This drunken alcoholic fool
Was particularly cruel

Daily beatings a must
Hands around my throat in disgust

Have him arrested, out the next day
"Boy, ***** will you pay"


Years go by and three children latter
Things are much worse the punishment greater

Can't leave him now, know for a fact he will **** me
He'd bury my body deep, he'd never set me free

Then he would be raising my kids, a terrifying thought
And all of my suffering would of been for naught


One drunken and now cracked up night
He told me to go and I took flight

Raised four kinds on my own
Over 17 year and every 2 or 3 years always making his presence known

He can fill my heart with fear
I seen him today he's in my town..........his near
Lost Feb 2016
It may be Valentine's Day, but once again, I find no love, just salt.

You see,

I was taught at a young age,
You need to learn to love yourself before you can love anyone else.
Now a boy came along one day,
Made me believe in love myself.
But that love left me locked in a cage,
Unable to breathe, suffocating slowly,
Made to feel nothing but lonely.
I was trapped but not his only.
Just another doll on his shelf,
Not wanted and not needed, they say.
And I will never have a Valentine myself.
For one will ever stay.

I've become dependent and needy,

And it's all his fault.
aeoxi Dec 2015
Turn over a new leaf they say,
I laugh because they act as if change is easy,
as if leaving you is simple because you hurt me
they call me a fool for staying
but they do not understand I cannot let go
EtherealOmega Dec 2015
I can still remember
The way things were so sweet and simple
Just two kids happy to be friends and share every moment

I can still remember
Us sharing our first kiss on my bed
Just the simplest kiss of two curious kids

I can still remember
The kisses the came after more and more frequent
And how every time my lips met hers they tingled

I can still remember
Falling for my best friend slowly
Her laugh and smile all I could ever want

I can still remember
All the nights spent in the basement
Curled close under covers stealing secret kisses as a movie played

...I can still remember…
When it all started to change
How the sweet and simple faded replaced with something worse

...I can still remember…
The needy kisses the parted my lips
And how her own felt like fire upon my skin

...I can still remember…
How my best friend slowly became my mistress
How my first love slowly became a sin

...I can still remember…
All the nights spent in the basement
That I came out of with rope burns on my wrists and a fear of restraint

...I can still remember…
Her fangs sinking into the skin at my shoulder
That place still stings and burns sometimes at night

...I can still remember…
Her time and time again leaving for a real boy
Only to come back crying saying I was the only one for her

...I can still remember…
The way my heart shredded itself with every parting
But still found a way to offer itself with every return

...I can still remember…
The first time I didn’t answer her call
The way my heart hurt because it wanted to hear her

...I can still remember…
Both the bad moments and the good with equal fervor
And so I still keep her picture on my wall as a reminder

Sometimes I still think about calling her again
Just to see how she’s doing
...But again I can still remember….
How my heart took her back time and time again no matter how broken
And how I used to convince myself I felt nothing at all

And now I know I can’t risk it
No matter how much I miss every single thing about her
Even the bad nights spend in the basement
...Because I can still remember...
How I would find myself tied back into the cycle
The cycle that almost took my life
I can still remember
And when the memories come knocking
I just need another escape
Erali Pisce Mar 2015
He turns on my favorite movie.
I always watch it alone.
He doesn't like to see me cry.
I am not allowed to cry.
We're comfortable just staying home.
He is embarrased of me.
I love him.
*He knows
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