I crossed out your name,
Displayed no emotions.
Put the dollies away,
And cried for the notion.
No longer that little girl,
Yet not considered a woman.
Stolen blindly my innocence,
How can you lay beside me now;
Telling me that things are all right.
Wrapping your arms about me tight.
I disgust you, Loath you to death.
These tears I carry are painful,
Brought by just the touch of your breath.
You hurt me deeply,
When you climbed on top.
Held me against my will,
Felt my body shake and pop.
Not by chose did I give so much away
Look now you have made me the one to blame
I wish not to see, Let alone feel your touch.
Pushing you way seemed to bare the wait
Of a thousand torches to my heart.
You touch my cheek, telling me words of love
The way I want it to be
Yet one quick step out of place
And that hand slaps the face
That hours earlier was sworn your love
How can this be, a love hate relationship.
I can’t really stay, but I can’t stand to walk way
My heart throbs from your abuse
Yet it aches with thoughts of losing you.
Leaving or staying?
Is this the way to end
What once were us?
~Writers Note: I have never actually been a victom of abuse, This is just a poem {Dusty}~
