Abused

The first year of the relationship was great, and I had no doubts at all I thought it was fate Then it started with a slap across the face, and I can't even remember why that memory I've tried to erase Of course he apologized later, but I was so confused I guess he forgot about the slap, and that it was his hand he had used I forgave him, but it was hard to do I didn't want to go through the same things my mom went through Then things were good, and we didn't argue for a while I thought it wouldn't happen again as he made me smile Instead it got worse, and he was on drugs real bad, but this time he made me bleed, The next morning I had a black eye, a broken nose, and a busted lip I just stared into the mirror crying while he stared at me not saying zip I went to work with extra make up on that day, but everyone knew they saw the marks, and as I lied they just walked away Days, and weeks would pass, and things were fine, but something would happen to push everything out of line Then that's when the choking began he popped a blood vessel in my eye, and my lips turned blue I really thought I was going to die Then he would just let go after he saw my color change I don't really know how to explain it ,it was strange then he would apologize, and cry thinking he was sincere I had never seen a man cry, and again I was wrong, just too blind to see nothing ever changed, and he was still abusing me It just kept getting worse I had bald spots, bruises, and getting thrown into walls, but still I ignored all of that, and refused to see his flaws I called the cops several times, and charges I did file thinking he would be different, but I was in denial I went back to him over, and over again I even went as far as marrying this man This last time he was sentenced to over a year, and at first I was waiting, but I had time to think, and figure out where to go from here The love I felt for him has now gone away I can finally move on, and look for a brighter day I wish I would've left sooner, but my feet wouldn't move my heart said stay, and my head was confused It's hard to just leave behind three years, but I've learned from this, and I don't ever want that kind of pain, or all of those tears I learned the hard way, but I'm finally free, and someday I'll find someone who doesn't put their hands on me