Every day I have to deal with this shit. Every day you put me through the same pain over and over and over again. Why do I still put up with all of this? Why do I still love you even though you have hurt me this way? By now you would think I'd be smart enough to just run and never turn back after you hurt me, right? Yet, for some reason, I keep deciding to stick around and deal with this hell you put me through, day in and day out. I've heard a thousand times that you can love someone and still understand how bad they are for you and that you have to leave, but, well, they never mention just how hard it is to leave. I want to get out. I want to find a better life where I can live happily and to the fullest, but maybe I don't want it as much as I thought. Maybe I just want to stay; to help you become better, if not for me, then for those that come after. But I've tried that already, haven't I? You have failed to get better time and time again. What is so wrong with me that I could possibly love you enough to allow you to just walk all over me time and time again? Oh, how I wish the heart would work in ways understandable by men. Oh how wish it were that I would be able to learn why I choose to keep letting myself get hurt this way. But for now, I guess all I can do is just keep going for as long as I am still alive.
- Anonymous
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The Unsaid Thoughts of the Ones Who Are Hurting
PoetryIn life there's pain and anguish. Most of it can't be understood by us while we go through it, and some can never be understood. However, though we may not understand the pain, we can talk about what it is, what it feels like, and how it affects us...
