Kristina Wright Poet I do not know?

What Happens

Never in my life would i have thought I 
would see the end of my road before me.
Never would i have thought my life would 
be in the hands of another person.
That they would be the one to choose
whether I live or die.
Never would I imagine everytime I close
my eyes I would see him choking the life 
out of me.
But here I am living the things I never
thought I would see.
Everytime my chest burns from the cuts
he left it makes me re-live it all,
as if it was yesterday.
Will I be able to let this go?
Will I ever not have that vision in 
my head?
Or will I let it torture me to the point 
of no return?
At this point, I do not know.
All I know is that it is tormenting my
mind,
To where when alone all I want to do is
cry.
I just want it to go away,
to leave my mind.
So I can go about and have a normal day
in life.
No family to run too,
for all they say is "what were the 
circumstances" to what i have to say...
What kind of father says that when you are 
raped and almost killed?
They tell you they are there for you no
what,
but when things happen they only know how
to criticize, not comfort.
Why would anyone run to a family like that?
They wouldn't, that's why I'm in this
alone.
They will never know how hurt or scared
I am from the things that have happened.
For I would rather go through traumatic 
events on my own then be hurt even more 
by the ones who are supposed to comfort
and love.
I know I have made mistakes,
for i am merely human.
But I did not want or ask for these things
to happen.
I believe everything happens for a reason,
but that does not mean you still do not
need someone there to help you through it,
to help you deal.
Until the day I find someone who truly 
cares, I am on my own.

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Kristina Wright January 8, 2010 at 10:56 AM that actually wasn't a relationship i was in. it was a friend of they guy i was dating that did that. but i have since gotten away from all of them and i am doing much better. thank you so much for your concern. i really do appreciate it.

Sena Slaughter January 8, 2010 at 10:49 AM Sweetie, this poem concerns me. If you are in an abusive relationship there is help out there beyond your family. If you need help and this is more than poetry, please contact me through my email and I will see what can be done. I have lived in abuse before with my first husband. There is a light at the end of the tunnel but you must get out.