Dark Poetry #3 |
A Battered Soul |
Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
No longer is the image of your once kind face very clear in my troubled mind Have you become merely an image of yesterday a stranger from my past a once pleasant memory? The tone in your voice has changed You have become a stranger to me as I bear the wrath of your verbalised rage What happened to the man I once loved who once professed so much love for me who hung off my every word who respected me for who I was and who loved me unconditionally? Your values have changed and you have found something you love more than me So many nights I cringed in the corner battered and bruised as you beat me senseless until I lay like a ragdoll on the floor I knew it was the alcohol that brought your anger to the fore as I became your punching bag your source of entertainment Things only got worse for me when you lost your job your license and your dignity All too soon you were about to lose me too My once pleasant memories of you disappeared after you punched me last night and broke my nose You crippled my soul and stole my dignity That final blow brought me out of my daze and back to reality No longer were you worthy of my love as I packed my bags and left you slumped on the bed in drunken stupor Memories of your kind warm touch left me long ago as they were replaced with the cold hard slaps from the back of your hand You hurt my pride you battered and bruised my body you ripped apart my soul and you lost my love forever My mind wants to forget but my heart still remembers the good times that remain in a small frame in the window of my mind as I now leave you in search of myself and a better life Suetang |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
I could have cried at this. I really could. The pain and dissapointment expressed in the words is just beyond comprehension. I hope this was written about another, but if not, be strong and soar for evermore. Tracey |
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Alan Senior Member
since 2000-09-12
Posts 1499right next door |
Sue...This is so sad. It happens way too much. I hope this didn't happen to you. You have written about something terrible very well. alan |
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allis4angel Member
since 2001-04-10
Posts 82Portugal |
Before this reply I've been reading some of your other poems. And in "Beyond The Mirror" I found the words I wouldn't find. We are all considered to be "beautiful" In our own individual way A good heart is certainly priceless Like a beautiful sunset at the end of the day Take care, please. |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
Suetang, Hugs.This poem speaks for many who gathered the strenght to walk away. Thank-you for sharing it. |
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Dark Kisses Member
since 2001-06-24
Posts 364Flat lands of Kansas |
Sue, I too know the feeling and heartache of this. I took the physical and mental abuse for 9 years from my Husband. (not really sure why either) After finally leaving him and struggling with life on my own while raising 2 beautiful daughters, I found myself again. I found the inner happiness once again. Now after almost 4 years of being divorced.... I found the man of my dreams. He is good to my kids and to me also. (and with all his little hints... I beleive he is going to ask me to marry him) So my words to you are ... keep your chin up. Over time, you shall heal and move on with a smile on your face as you once did. Trust me, its a step that you shall never regret. Peace A friend, like a candle, is most needed in the darkness. |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
An extremely well written piece on a subject so sensitive and personal. Your bravery exemplifies your resolve. How much more can be given, when all of what has been given, runs out. But, faith is the end-all, the overseer, the final place in our future - Hope eternal. God Bless, mysticpoe If nothing is something then everything is our thoughts and feelings and all that exists. [This message has been edited by mysticpoe (09-16-2003 09:45 AM).] |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
I wish life wasn't like that. My family is really messed up because of drugs and mental cases...so I know what it's like to have someone you love be so violent like they arn't even human. God Bless you sis, and i pray that you will find healing from the pain within...or whomever the poem was about. |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Good God, Sue I know . . that love I do truly and my prayers with you always I am so proud of you for being proud of yourself and for this My mind wants to forget but my heart still remembers the good times that remain in a small frame in the window of my mind as I now leave you in search of myself and a better life xxoo |
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