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Why Me?
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Lifes Experiences Sitting in the corner, I shake from head to toe
I looked into your eyes, not a hint of remorse you showed.
Every time you came towards me, I could see the anger in your eyes,
Another bruise was coming that I knew I would have to disguise.
After your clenched fist had punched into my face
Why was I the one that was left feeling disgraced?
Once you had calmed down you would come and say
That you were truly sorry and between us this must stay.
And when things happened or got said, that you did not like
It would be my face with your cold hands that you would strike.
I used to sit and cry after every single one
You turned your back and walked away, all I wanted to do was run
And once again when things had calmed, over you would come
“This will never happen again” into my head you’d drum.
With everyone of your beatings that I stood and took
You took away my confidence without a second look.
And although we aren’t together now some of the fear will always remain
Why did you beat me? I guess that’s a question that will always be left unexplained.
this poem
is truly a work of art -- such a brutal act, such a courageous write, i know everything between these lines --- having been on the receiving end and seeing first hand the results of spousal abuse -- my ex wife's first husband put her in the hospital after slamming her head into a door-jam... she used to punch me and kick me because i assume it was some result of what her first husband did to her, i never lifted a finger or harmed her in any way --- and only tried to calm her --- it's a shame that we separated but it wasn't anything to do with abuse... i admire your courage and look forward to your next
Thanku
Thankyou for your feed back it is very much appreciated :). I can truly understand your situation and feel for what you went through.