Best Abuser Poems

Woman in Chains
(What Man Would Abide It?)

Women throughout centuries – the softer sex.
I picture them subservient since what feels like time primordial!

What man would abide
being...

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Soul progress
     back field in motion
The guff
     Chose, chose, live grow leave!  GO!

Leapt from heaven's gold
Jump...

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"My Kingdom will rise above all others. I'll always put it first."
He spoke with the devil perched upon his left shoulder,
but no angel sat on...

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A cocaine abuser named Norton
A fellow drug addict was courtin'
   It was love at first sight
   He'd found Mrs. Right
So he...

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- The Goodbye Goose-               
Winter polishes at four o'clock, shining all...

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Q: "How can I be saved?"

A:  "Belief on the Lord Jesus Christ,
     and you will become saved."

Q: "How can I...

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You came into our lives like a storm
We fear it's not the norm.
Our life has a secret past
We knew it would never last.
We wondered what...

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This one’s for the addicts in the street
Their poor souls corrupted by the disease
They’ve been where life and death meet
When they are crying down upon...

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Nightmares, shame, and despair---
You don't go anywhere.
All alone in your mind
even with someone by your side.

You think, "Why can't everyone just leave me alone?"
You thought...

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Look for the silver lining in everything you see,
Not all things are as they seem to be.

Abuse lurks behind poverty, frowns, money, and smiles.
Nobody knows...

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Tongue lashings are bitter
  they hurt and injure
Gnawing at both the heart
  of victim and abuser
With each hostile strike
  both hearts bruise...

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It's exhausting, this fight to be strong.
To wake up from a blissful sleep, only to be hit with the harsh reality that is life. 
To...

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“In situations of captivity the perpetrator becomes the most powerful person in the life of the victim, and the psychology of the victim is shaped...

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shattered glass,
all over the floor.
my feet bleed,
but I still want more.

some years ago,
you started a war.
I loved you once,
never again I, swore.

you paint me evil,
but...

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After witnessing a murder meant for me after surviving a car bomb igniting my skull crushed my face bruising my brain i received threatening calls...

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