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Who Am I

“You stupid, worthless piece of s***! I can’t stand you, you dumb ass b****!” Knocking me down with every syllable As you drag me from the dining room table Grabbed by my hair, my scalp is on fire Thinking of when I smiled, now I’m a crier You punch my face as if you hate me Using your words to constantly berate me I fight back but it’s of no use I’m too weak against your abuse Choking me, I feel light-headed On my neck, his handprints are embedded His eyes bloodshot, consumed with evil His words, once loving, are now quite lethal Brutally pounding at my self-esteem Happiness seems to have only been a dream What has happened? What did I do? Why am I treated like s*** on your shoe? I have gone above and beyond for you My love for you has been loyal and true Everything I do seems to provoke you So on edge that I can’t even joke with you Once strong and confident, I am now very meek Unsure and afraid on when I should speak I don’t even know the person I am anymore She has withered away down to the core I need to find her again for she has value And leave your ass alone because it’s long overdue.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 8/27/2012 11:06:00 PM
If this is for real, you don't have to take it anymore. You can have that SOB thrown in jail. Good way you have described everything here.
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Constance Gilmore
Date: 8/27/2012 11:09:00 PM
It is for real but I left him 5 years ago and he went to jail for something unrelated but did serve a few years there. I am fine now, a lot stronger and wiser, and I couldn't be happier. Thank you so much for reading. :)

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