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Tale of Abuse (by request)
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Tale of Abuse (by request) |
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startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
I believe I have posted this before, but received a request to repost it. Tale of Abuse! Late and in the still of night The blows of the aggressor strike Her crime, loving him so much But his strokes aren't just touch Quietly she suffers the pain Muffled sighs as the blow lands again The perfect couple says the neighbor I had no idea that he would hit her The bruises show but she would say That she fell or slipped that day He leaves for work at early dawn His victim lie tattered and worn No time to cry the children wake I must not let the see me this way Quickly to makeup to conceal To cover this terrible ordeal. The oldest son has grown tall Stands and listens in the hall The blows are harder with each hit He has grown tired of all the shit He stands up to the abuser Wants him to stop hitting her Through the door and lands a punch He's hit so hard like being drunk Enough's enough you hateful man Leave her alone don't hit her again Hit me you mean hateful S.O.B. Hit me and just let her be. She never could walk out the door He was the breadwinner, soul support The children grow and move away Hardly visit home these days. The victim and abuser now old His violent temper has grown cold She in her room keeps to herself He pulls old movies from the shelf Abuse now over and the pain remains Various ailments she suffers again He sits and wonders what went wrong She limps slightly as she moves along Listen to this and please hear me Leave there, get out, and get free The children know the cry in silence Their faces you can see the grimace As they carry the abuser to the grave They tried but the victim wasn't saved He couldn't take her whimpers and pain So he shoots her and him as he aims. This story doesn't have to be true Don't let it become the history of you Leave now, go quickly, and move away Get to safety forget what people say. It's your life if you choose to remain But don't let the kids see it again The scars heal on the outside of you But they could stay forever in you. ------------------ Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace with yourself. --Amelia Earhart |
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Tara Simms Senior Member
since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244Honea Path, SC USA |
This is a message that needs to be heard. Too many people are living in this self imposed hell, too afraid to get out. Great work, SF! ------------------ It matters not how strait the gate; How charged with punishments the scroll; I am the master of my fate: I am the captain of my soul. --W.E. Henley Visit my poetry website: www.geocities.com/Paris/Musee/9954/ |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
This one strikes a bit too close to home for my comfort....I am glad that part of my life is now over You did a nice job with a hard subject |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Very well written. And amen to you, Hoot. So glad for you and me that our stories didn't turn out like this. It's worth the pain to get OUT! ------------------ Denise |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Well done and same as hoot, it hits too close to home. That part of my life is also now over but just recently. All those that read this and feel the pain of each blow. Get out and save a trusting soul...and the children. [This message has been edited by Marilyn (edited 09-26-1999).] |
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startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
Thank you for your comments. It is very true. Sad, but I sent it to a battered women's site and they refused it. *sigh* |
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startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
Thanks again.. I am sending this back to the top one more time. SF ------------------ Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace with yourself. --Amelia Earhart |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Great poem,,,,I can't see why a shelter would refuse it........ Id like to say Im sorry for all of you who have been in this situation. I was in one that is in many ways similar to this, but also completely different, but Im sure my hell pales in comparison with this. ------------------ "Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage." -Billy Corgan- |
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startin_fresh Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 137US |
I was the the child ... this is my take on the events. some will say it wasnt that way..but this is my story and sticking to it.. all is based on life with the exception of the final outcomes.. that comes from what i saw as a medic. ------------------ Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace with yourself. --Amelia Earhart |
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