But He Promised Me He Want Hit Me Anymore
Pleased don't be a victim
Parts of us are stuck in a situation where we live with a abuser. Who will fight for me why doesn't anyone help. After the beating he always hugged me and said don't worry baby I am sorry it want happen again. How dumb can us who live this life of physical and mental abuse not walk away from the man who we promised to love cherish and never depart or tell my parents what he does. I beg God help me get away from this man, sadly he was listening out the door as he kicked the door in he started his abuse all over again. I layed there barely to get up he said woman you better have my dinner ready for me and clean your sorry ass up.What are you trying to do embarrass me. Ill just get out my belt and show you again, this time I said now way jerk this life with you has come to a end I am out of your sorry life you say you love me yet your love is no longer hugs and kisses but punches and kicks.. He pretended to cry I fell for it he promised me never again the next day I was dead away from this awful man who says he is full of promises and love.
Copyright © Eric Kaesberg | Year Posted 2016
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