He will be forever labeled an abuser as the cops lock him away as a prisoner. She runs directly to the cops so what if he labels her an accuser. She packs her bags and leaves a man who is labeled an abuser. Her face never glowed once and she knew this was a sad reality. She looks through the mirror which sits still in the bathroom.Īnd she could still see bruises on her face of beauty. Months go by and she can`t help but think.Ĭan she get out of here before she will be under God`s wings. Please help her get out of his arms of evilness. He holds her in his arms of rage in the darkness. Sickening mind he possessed as he sees heaving through his chest. He sees her helpless and it makes him feel like a king.Īs he kicked her in the stomach, he had felt he had everything. To make the love of her life scream this vicious song.Īs he slaps her on the cheeks her heart took it`s toll. Her hands were covered over her ears as he was yelling.Ĭrying these sad sobs and wondered what she did wrong. Years go by and the honeymoon phase became deadly.Īll of a sudden their relationship became unsteady. Her feelings for him became love at first sight. Making her feel like she was staring out of Mt. He compelled her to love his beautiful written song. He took her breath away with one little song. Posted in Abandoned, abuse, acceptance, advice, Beast, Behavior, Betrayal, blind, Dark, decisions, Dedicated, depression, depressive, Emotion, Emotional, Emotional Abuse, emotions, Emotions, Empty, equality, Escape, Future, Gave Up, Goodbye, hardship, hate, letting go, life decisions, life lesson, life problems, Love Poem, love poems, Lovers, Lying, nothing, People, please read, poem, poems, poet, poetic advice, Poetic Letter, poetry, Poetry Blog, pride, Pride, psychology, psychology today, publishing company, Punk, read, readers, reading, Reality, recovery, Reflect, Society, Uncategorized, women, women empowerment, women pride, Women's Rights Tagged blog, blogger, break up, broken up, creativity, give up, go your own way, hate, heart, heartbreak, heartbroken, hearts, leave him, let go, letting go, life, love, love poem, love yourself, nature, new, new poem, poem, poems, poet, poetic, poetic advice, poetry, poetry blog, poets, pride, psychology, psychology today, publishing company, run away, sad love, sad love poem, strong, strong girl, strong women, women, womens pride, writer, writing Leave a comment Labeled Abusers So I looked passed you, grabbed my bag, and left. Images of you I saw through thr vanity mirror came to life.Īnd you stood in front of me with a smile so nice.Īnd told me you’d feel sorrow if I walked out of your life. Where the love for me was already enough. I sit still in the edge of the bed where we made passionate love. “At any given time he will walk through that door”. The tears I shed felt like I could’ve died. The ink raced down to the ground as you stand there seeing my cry. You can’t just leave me hangin’ at any given time. Ink stains was permanent on this heart of mine. When you left and came back too many times again. To replenish my soul from the emotional damage. The single rose you gave me had crippled days ago.Ī light that only was shown when you had vanished. You said you were moving on give me a valid reason. The thought of you dancing with her is too much I cannot imagine. Ink stains on my heart because of the pain.
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