Many Questions

Why did I cover up? Why did I stay so long? Why did I not leave after the first punch? Why did I take all those beatings? Why did I not walk out the door? Why did I ever sleep in the same bed with him? Why did I ever allow him to touch me after those brutal nights? Will I ever be able to give my whole heart? Will I ever find true love? Or am I just meant to be alone? I know I made so many mistakes. I have so many unanswered questions. I just know I am tired. Tired of being thought of as a victim. Tired of people thinking I am nothing. Tired of being invisible. Tired that I don't matter to a single soul. I will move on this I know. I just wish I had answers. But I guess we all do I am just one of many................

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Aleera De La Keur

Date: 7/20/2009 2:17:00 AM

Its sad, I feel you babe, I asked myself those same questions but I can say you mean A LOT to me, even if I don't always show it. I love you Big Sis, and you really DO have a good heart. I'm sorry you feel like this. Love you honey.....Dreary Leerie

Jessica K

Date: 5/23/2009 10:13:00 PM

I'm so sorry you had to live like this.....the words in this poem are sad but powerful, great job! -Jessica

Daver Austin

Date: 5/22/2009 7:03:00 AM

After what you've been through I would imagine society looks pretty rotten. There is love out there, though, and I hope you find a whole heap of it. I am sending BIG LOVE, daver

Vince Suzadail Jr.

Date: 5/21/2009 6:52:00 PM

One of too many. It takes courage to walk away. It takes courage to write about it. Never worthless, always priceless. God Bless. Vince