Jessica Hoene Poet Rhyme

All the Hurtful Ones

'Twas once upon a midnight moon
When struck with terror and grief was I, 
He was disguised in lust and made me swoon;
I wanted to leave but I stayed through the nigh'.

Little sense did I have fore rapt in awe.
I searched for truth and continued to try
To gather facts to make sense of it all
So I couldn't see I was used for supply.

You see, this man fed on the passion and life
Inside of my little girl soul.
His words were lovely, then cut like a knife.
So I fell down the mountain after taking a stroll.

His lies felt like rain rusting my poor heart.
I was broken for many years after.
Now from that man, I am glad to be apart;
Relinquishing my life and my laughter.

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William Gray March 4, 2015 at 12:23 PM Hi Jessica, Subtle yet so powerful, loved this piece!. Best Wishes xx

Dorian Petersen Potter February 10, 2015 at 10:26 PM Very deep pen Jess! So sad that you went thru some terrible abuse like that, wish you complete healing and happiness one day, put all the bad memories far behind you. Have a lovely evening! In his light! God bless! :) love and hugs! xxx D." Jessica Hoene February 10, 2015 at 11:57 PM Thanks so much. I actually wrote this about 4 guys who have been in my life. It's nice to knock them all out with this one poem. :P