I Chose To Run But Had I Stayed Things Would Have Been Like
A continued cycle of torture and abuse:
If I stayed, I would probably be dead, so
I had no choice but to run as far away as I
could.
Living with you was hell on earth; as soon as
you knew I loved you; everything changed.
I didn’t know at the time that you were
grooming me.
You made it, so I was totally dependent on
you.
I was ostracized by my family and friends.
I was in your prison, I was your prisoner and
you my warden.
You were a warden of abuse, you didn’t loved
me.
All you wanted to do was control every part
of me.
I was a piece of meat that you pounced on
as you saw fit.
You insulted me with vicious words and with
your filthy hands continuously.
I don’t know how I found the strength to leave
because you were all I had.
I thought about going back to you all the time.
And you, know what the sad part is? I still think
about going back to you and it’s been over ten
years………........
Copyright © Alexis Y. | Year Posted 2022
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