the terror of love
(anna:)
i'm over here
in the corner
for now
because it's safer
and i can catch my breath
and think a bit
about what it was
that i must have
done wrong
i know that
you didn't mean it
and i know these
bloods stains
on my clothes
they were an accident
you would have never
have hurt me like this
on purpose...right?
and bruises...
bruises can be covered
with clothes...
makeup perhaps
nobody ever has
to see them
and you know me
i can hide
just about anything
behind a smile
i talk too much
i know...
and i don't blame you
for being pissed off
i just have to
watch my tongue
and i will
i promise you that
i'm just so sorry
and you
you apologized
so sweetly
after it was over
and you brought
me these lovely
pink flowers
my but aren't
they...precious?
and you even cried
and said
how much stress
you have been under
with everything
in your busy life
and you promised
it would never
happen again
i know you promised
that last time
but this time
i think you meant it
i forgive you
do you forgive me?
you're really
such a sweet man
under that
rugged exterior
and i do love you
and i could
and i would
never leave you
this is
my relationship
this is my home
my happiness
and you never
ever do it
in front of
the children
you're sweet
that way
my man
ouch...
my arm
it feels as if
it may be broken
but don't panic, dear
we'll just say i fell down
people fall all the time
we'll go and get
it patched up
and nobody
nobody has to know
and i'll never tell
because i love you
and i know
that you're a better man
than this
and i know
that soon
the stress in your
life will subside
and you won't want to hit
anymore...
(aunt patricia:)
they did such a nice
job on her
you can't even tell
that she suffered
from so many
multiple fractures
the poor girl
and the husband
he's just beside himself
with grief he is
to lose a wife
at such a very young age
it must be hell
we'll have to
take him over
a casserole
cheer him up a bitsuch pretty clothes
they put her in
she always was
a beautiful girl
i remember her
way back when
she wore pigtails
and had that big smile
and such sunny yellow dresses
always with the sunshine
this one was...
so much love and life
and look...
she's still smiling
still basking away
in her happiness
even in death
that's nice, isn't it?
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amazing
what people hide or see as love. No one deserves to be hit. Interesting portrayal of violence from the perspective of the abused, their mindset. It is kind of a craziness isn't it? raskin
it is crazy...
I had a partner who abused me once and that's pretty much and it's crazy the things you'll put up with because you think you're in love and that you somehow deserve it. Thankfully, I got out and I'm a lot stronger of a person today and I would never put up with that kind of crap.
Thank you very much for the kindness!
Take care,
Mark
Worth
of a man or worth of a woman, self worth. Tough stuff. Yeah seeing love in a weird kind of kalidescope, fractured, not whole. Self respect is good to say I derserve to not be hit. I did that with my Mom when I was 13. That was the last time I was hit. Thought provoking poem Mark. Glad your on the other side of the experience. raskin
abuse
it's always sad when people treat each other like this. glad you got outta your abusive relationship; it's better to be single than deal with that. poignant piece, mark.