Destiny's Doom

Wed, 06/29/2016 - 17:31 -- hffaye1

I hear you words everyday

in somhow in some way

you say you aren't controlling me

but I am trapped I'm not free. 

You degrade me in public

call me names to make me feel pychotic

thanks to you my son was stillborn

it left my heart completly torn.

I know I should leave

but who will believe

it is my word against your word

and it is nothing they have'nt already heard.

My family stopped listening when I chose you

no my face stays black and blue

Now I cannot go to my family

because to them I too am their enemy.

I face this routine on a daily basis

everyday I tell myself he is blameless

that this somehow is all my fault

and one day the abuse will hault.

But it continues on and on

making me nothing more than your pawn

I tell myself I am strong

but the longer i stay I see I am wrong.

I keep saying "one day" in my head 

but I cannot leave if I am dead. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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