Open Poetry #46 |
The Message |
martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
I'm worried about you, sweetheart I'm worried he is going to hurt you, rape you if he hasn't already I'm worried you may hurt him, kill him and then what, then...? you remember that night? you stabbing at your drink, thinking about "Dan" and I asked you what you were doing and you said to me... "I'm stabbing my man" I don't know the way out but you have to find one it's not me but it is whether I'm here or gone you won't be with him for long your relationship was over before we even met He doesn't love you He doesn't even know you... he is... and you know it, obsessed. he sees you as his property these are the things, the information he spoke to me and then as we squared off looked each other right in the eye he started to get violent as he grabbed at your thigh you leaned into me, he was about to get hit and then what happens? welllll... you said it. "$HIT!" kiss me, he asked you as he looked me dead in the eye and you didn't and you don't want to as those tiger lilies glared oh Mr.! they ARE going to eat you! so, he chopped at your heart he was one step away one step from giving me, your teddy bear a VERY grizzly start and then it would be over it would be all over... the walls you don't love him anymore he has hurt you, he has betrayed you he doesn't even know you, much less care or know how to make you happy and everyone knows it its in that possessive stare so you are with him with him this weekend keeping up appearances going through the motions numb inside dead inside blocking out... all the emotions I don't have to plead my case look at the pictures... everyone sees it it's written all over your face I put you...? no, I place you...? no... I think I have become your happy place this, this will end and I'm not sure if this is a message I even need to want to have to... send |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Bullies and other mean people suck. They always go down in pain eventually, for a while, for a lesson... But sometimes one just cannot rescue another if that person won't help themselves, or feel they can't be rescued at the time. That's sad, but it's the truth. Very effective emotional roller coaster you have written in this. I can relate, and I would guess many people can relate to such feelings. |
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