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Because of You

BECAUSE OF YOU Just when i thought things would get brought to the light. you hide their hands and pretend its all alright. My thoughts and memories are not a pa-sad. Hell, Its that part where you lie that makes it so hard. I remember that December some 8-10 years ago. You slammed my own mother across the living room floor. All of the brass so pretty on display. Ended up all over the floor in such a dis array. My brother and I ran in to see what was wrong. You all didn't pay us no attention and continued to carry on. My mama looked bad tears ran down her face. You then turn to us and your anger you displaced. I screamed stop and my little brother did too, so immediately i was angered and it was all towards you. You grabbed her again and a trophy was near by. i aimed for your head until you saw me out the corners of your eye. I hit you cross the back when you had her on the ground. You reached back and pushed me into the door and it made this big boom sound. You got up and screamed that i should just get out. I ran to the room and began pulling my things out. My mother said don't leave but i had taken all i could take. No matter whether a push, slap, or fussing it all was more than a mistake. I left that night with a feeling of great grief. I said my goodbyes and made it all just that brief. You may still deny it or think i should forget But you can never make my memories go away if you cant even admit the ****. My life is not perfect and never did i claim it to be. But those horrible moments changed a big part of me. My husband beat me too, and normal i thought it was. I just took what example i had and assumed it to be love. Now i have freed my mind and my soul. But i will always remember until that day i get old. You wonder why i never discussed it with you or brought the subject up. You would never discuss the truth and would really want me to shut up. So to this i stay away as far as i can be You will never understand what really inside of me. I am slowly getting over the hurt but the truth will always be. Call me when you really ready to discuss all this *****honestly.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/6/2013 10:21:00 PM
LOve the poem.... with power..pd
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Date: 12/19/2012 12:56:00 PM
This is one hell of a write...I felt as if I was there with you the whole time. I can relate to this poem..excellent write Shannell...regards INK-U-SCRIPT
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Date: 12/19/2012 10:30:00 AM
Shannell very good write, I would list this as narrative...David
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