Domestic abuse

I am not a door mat to walk over every day, I am not an object you can use and put away. I am not some one just to benefit your self, I am not a bank machine to help you with your wealth. You say you love me but you hit me when your mad, I want to be happy but you just make me sad. You use me as a punch bag when nothing goes your way, Your always shouting in my face I never have my say. You keep me from my family take away my phone, You say I should be grateful I'm living in your home. I am a human you can't treat me this way, You were supposed to love me not hit me every day. Not call me names or take away my phone, or keep me from my family making me alone. I got the strength to tell you I'm leaving you today, You start saying sorry and begging me to stay. You stood there in my way blocking that front door, I'm not fooling for it again I have heard the sorry before. I look in the mirror see my two black eyes, Why did I put up with this? it's time to say my goodbyes. you raised your fist to punch me and hit me in the head, but I pushed you away with all my strength and walk out that door instead.