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startin_fresh
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0 posted 1999-08-13 01:31 AM


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
Must not let them 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, sole 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, 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 wasnt saved
He couldnt take her whimpers and pain
So he shoots her and him as he aims.

This story doesnt 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.



[This message has been edited by startin_fresh (edited 08-14-99).]

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Terri
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since 1999-08-08
Posts 82
Turtle Creek, PA
1 posted 1999-08-13 01:37 AM


A sad tale too often true...thanks for sharing, Startin.
elvira
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since 1999-07-06
Posts 936
California
2 posted 1999-08-13 02:23 AM


Welcome to the forums, startin_fresh
angel girl
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since 1999-07-23
Posts 322
within a whisper...
3 posted 1999-08-13 05:19 AM


Heartbreaking. Very well written.

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One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
-William Shakespeare


Tara Simms
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since 1999-08-12
Posts 1244
Honea Path, SC USA
4 posted 1999-08-13 03:58 PM


I'm glad you posted this, it's very powerful and speaks volumes.
aziza
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since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995
Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy!
5 posted 2007-06-10 06:40 PM


Still important in its message, plea and power.  I hope others read it -- others who may need the message.

A

Artic Wind
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since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural
6 posted 2007-11-12 09:09 PM


Enjoyed

ARCTIC WIND

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