Battered Self Syndrome

In an abusive relationship
   In love with potential
   Not leaving


   This poem is not over












(this poem is finished, it's just not over)


*PCS Post Concussion Syndrome
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Bilgic Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 11:30 PM
very nice
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 26, 2019 at 7:03 AM
Thank you Semih :) xomo
Canerdy Avatar
October 17, 2019 at 12:35 PM
Why can't women--AND men--comprehend that they can't change others! Good job. Janice
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 18, 2019 at 8:09 AM
Too true! I'm only drawing a parallel with this piece, fortunately (?) the abusive relationship is with myself, and you can change yourself. Amen to neuroplasticity ;), Thank you Janice! xomo
Raynes Avatar
October 14, 2019 at 9:25 PM
Such brutal words, unfortunately there will be lots of people who have walked this path... great writing Mo.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 15, 2019 at 7:41 AM
And an aside, cuz I know you'd be interested, the rates of concussions in women from domestic abuse is insane. (none of mine, I do that well enough on my own ;)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 15, 2019 at 7:38 AM
Yes, I borrowed those words. They are brutal. Even been there. Till I realized I had an anxiety disorder when I couldn't handle the pet snake I just bought without shaking~ dumped the boyfriend the next day. (he got the snake) Turns out the anxiety was PCS too ;), xomo!
Warrior Avatar
October 14, 2019 at 8:48 AM
May you find your way Mo...and you will my friend...well crafted...sending healing thoughts...^WW^ :o)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 14, 2019 at 1:41 PM
Thank you my friend. Happy Thanks Giving~ xomo
Papyrus Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 2:40 PM
the way this poem escalated and to think about it isn't over, hits hard like the abuser. Intense and clever writing. The way you used the blank spacing says so much.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 13, 2019 at 8:12 AM
Thank you so much. I do love using the blank space. Hugs K xomo
Wright Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:04 AM
Maureen, the light at the end of the tunnel is your ray of hope, not the last train. Jesus loves you, Tom
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:34 AM
A difinitive light. Thank you Tom :) xomo
Theraven Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 12:41 AM
Maureen, Keep the faith, the days will certainly find a way to happiness. Your happiness would be my gift.., if I had enough wrapping paper to contain it. -Richard
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:33 AM
Happy is my default setting, always has been. They thought I might be retarded (politically correct at the time) as a baby because I didn't cry, I think I was just born with the awe ;), Thank you my friend, xomo
Leffanta Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 5:41 PM
The worst part of old age is remembering all the really stupid things one said or did, but forgetting how learning from one's mistakes benefited one's life, so focus on those successes! Aloha! Rico
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:29 AM
Amen to that my friend. Warm hugs, xomo
Awtry Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 10:24 AM
sometimes I have to remind myself to be nice to myself... oh it's so confusing! But, your poem is clear. I feel your pain :)
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:28 AM
My hubby reminds me when I forget, be gentle and kind to yourself. Hugs, xomo <3
Horsman Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 9:47 AM
Hiya, Maureen, This is the hardest fight of all.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 8:27 AM
Isn't though ;), Thank you Harry! :) xomo
Connelly Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 7:47 AM
The difference between over and finished really makes a powerful statement Maureen.
Connelly Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 7:54 AM
Knowing this now I have to agree what a wise decision from wife to self Maureen.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 8:11 AM
Thank you. This one almost an "installation piece". ;), I changed the title, "with" playing off "wife" to "self" as think didn't deliver message that it's self abuse. xomo
Mcguire Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:50 PM
Many times we hope and try to change people but it ends up changing us. It decays our standards and clouds our minds. Love is a powerful addiction.
Mcguire Avatar
October 11, 2019 at 2:17 PM
Not at all. As a stranger I see you as a person of high intelligence and a keen sense about life. Don't be too hard on yourself. Instead of looking for the bad just relish the good.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:57 PM
Been stuck in a physically abusive relationship with myself, can't leave that. But now at last that I know what's wrong with me I can do something about it. (don't want you thinking ill of my hubby ;) Thank you Timothy, xomo!
Ashford Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 8:44 PM
This is wise and subtle. Is it ever over. "it' being undefined but always traumatic. Good write!
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:41 PM
Thank you Eric.
Green Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 4:04 PM
Dark and lonely thoughts which cause my heart to shutter.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:40 PM
There is hope. A light glows. x
Wolf Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 3:28 PM
Yeah! Sighs and sadness. What can I say. Your poem says it all. Hugs, Gershon
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:39 PM
Thank you my friend. xomo
Poetry Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 2:06 PM
It's hard to take those first steps when you feel all alone and fear has tied you down.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 9:29 PM
So true. xomo
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