A commitment kept for our children,
You've gone too long without a care
Cherished is not what you've done but ignored,
An act of Abuse.
Understand that you've blamed me,
Listen to your words and the actions you see,
Fists striked my person , back to back,
Intimidation.
Intimidated by the one I love(d)
Gasping for moments of peace
Moments turned to seconds,
A living hell.
Consumed in hell with fear in mind,
Threatened by your very presence in time.
Shaking mentally to understand,
What have I done?
Lies and beaten,
Thirteen is the time.
I've had enough,
Finally done.
Understand that you've blamed me.
Thirteen is the years you've shamed me.
Physically and Mentally held me back,
A living hell.
The rope of children in this Tug-o-War.
Unsettled pain,
No resolution.
Blame And shame you've given me,
Striked with words and fists against my person.
Free from your grip,
I've healed and sealed the pain.
Guilt me, blame and shame,
I understand what I've done,
Sin and forgave, forgived and prayed.
Words and fists mean nothing now,
Nothing hurts more our children's tear.
Abuse is who you are.
YOU ARE READING
why I should have listened
PoetryThis is a direct journey into my mind through poems, most inspired by pain others created through pure thought and draft. I hope to push forth and express the emotions brought into each poem.. or to leave a sense of ecstacy. Enjoy!
