Shattered love

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~ Domestic Violence ~

Met him today, didn't take long for him too say,

he loved me. I moved in a month later, had it on

paper, we hadn't even built trust, he seemed in

a rush.


Everything was perfect, didn't think i deserved it,

dates every night, worries out of sight. Never been

happier, he made me feel sappier. Everything was

perfect, until that night.


A couple months in, he suddenly changed. This

new danger, like a stranger, where had he gone.

He hit me and kicked me said it was my fault,

threatened too kill me if i took him too court.


I packed my bags and was ready too leave,

forgive me please he begged. I won't do it

again, i'm not like other men, just a stupid

mistake but i really love you jen.


So we carried on dating and everything was better

a couple of arguments but they were fixed by a

letter. He said the sweetest things and knew how

too make me pleased, even though the bruises didn't

leave.


Until one day he went too far, pushed me straight

too the floor. 'What was that for' 'you were being a whore'

all because i said thanks too the law. I saw what they saw,

this wan't okay anymore so i called for a knock on the door.


He worked out who i'd called, apologies i ignored, so he

went too get his saw. One chop, two chop, three chop four,

that ones for being a whore. Five chop, six chop, seven and more

once again my heart he tore.


If you can see he's not right when you fight, then pack up and leave,

block all the lines don't wait for clearer signs. Cause this could be

you, if you let him abuse, yes he needs help but you do too. Don't

try and fix him, it's not worth the price - considering that price could end up

being your life.

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