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Hurt Me Three

Loving hugs and welcome kisses,
I love yous and you’re my misses,
What we had was a special thing, 
And I dreamt of you giving me a ring.
The way we met, the way we were,
I was yours and that’s for sure.
But you used your fist,
And you used your voice.
You used your power,
With so much force.
Tears were shed, 
I was filled with dread. 
I was speechless; I could not say,
I was left in such dismay.
As I look back, I see it now,
You should stand up tall and take a bow.
You had me fooled and you had me beat.
Did I say beat? But not as a figure of speech.
If you say that you love me so much,
How can you give me something other than a loving touch?
I was left with bruises, scratches and aches,
Filled with pain because my heart did break.
“I’m sorry baby; you’re the one for me!”
Then he would say…
“I lost control what happened to me?”
Months went by,
He was still on my mind,
Is this true love? Is this a sign?
So I let him back into my life, 
A slap in my face he hurt me twice.
Shame on him,
Shame on me,
If he hurt me two times,
Than he’ll hurt me three.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006



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Could Have Been Me

I have two brothers and that is it,
A sister would have made it perfect.
I met this girl and we hung out all the time,
I finally had a sister of mine.
Even though, we didn’t have the same family,
She was as real as a real sister could be.
And I was six years younger than her,
But that didn’t really seem to matter.
I knew her brother and her dad,
When I met her, her mom had just past.
I met her boyfriend and her cousins too,
Her only sister had died at age two.
One thing set her apart from the rest,
She would never settle for less.
She broke up fights and talked things out,
She was a peacemaker without a doubt.
Her brother and dad were in and out of jail,
For drug possession and intent to sell.
She graduated from high school with a 4.0,
And not one college she applied to said no.
There was not one time she didn’t have my back,
Whether for moral support or even an attack.
I remember this one time her and me,
Were riding as passengers and her brother was driving.
They used to let me sit in the front seat,
Because they knew that is where I had wanted to be.
We had just pulled over to get some gas,
She came up to the front seat and put the music on blast.
A song that we liked had jus came on,
And we started singing along.
Her brother was inside of the store,
And a car pulled up that she couldn’t ignore.
All of a sudden she jumped on top of me,
I had no idea about what was happening. 
I didn’t know what was going on,
But I could tell something was definitely wrong.
She jumped back and she started to choke,
And I noticed there was blood coming out of her throat.
Her shoulder was the next thing the bullet had hit,
There’s no way my sister can die like this!
Her blood felt warm against my skin,
That’s when I realized what was happenin’.
Her brother barged his way through the car door,
He picked up her body and threw it on the floor.
I could not believe that he just did that,
He didn’t stop or even look back.
He feared about getting locked up at any moment,
Because I found out that he had a warrant.
If he didn’t do that could she have been saved?
We will never know, we had to dig her grave.
I didn’t even go to her funeral,
I mean, I couldn’t because I was feeling too miserable.
I pray for her family, her friends and her soul,
My life, to her I will always owe,
My mind is still in awe you see,
It happened to her, but it could have been me.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006

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Something That Would Always Stay

She always wore braids,
With beads on the ends.
She was tall for her age,
And we were best friends.
We walked together to school everyday,
Than after school, we’d go to her house and play.
But we always had to do our homework first,
Then we got to go and play in the dirt. 
We did absolutely everything together.
Forever and always I will remember.
Like when we would run up the street,
To the 711 to get a blue slurpie.
Every Sunday, we’d have a barbeque,
And we’d fill our plates big enough for two.
One time she cut my hair really short,
And that haircut was never on the cover of vogue.
And one time her step dad had taken us fishing,
We had fun even though we didn’t catch anything.
We would pick out our clothes to dress just alike,
And after all that time we only hated each other twice,
We would always make up the very next day,
Our friendship is something that would always stay.
When you saw her, you always saw me,
And that’s the way it had to be.
Now this is a story that I dread to tell,
It all started when she rang my doorbell.
We were going to walk to school that day,
So we wouldn’t be late, we got on our way.
For some reason we were laughing uncontrollably,
You know, the kind of laughing that makes it hard to breathe.
I remember the smile on her face,
At that exact moment and at that exact place.
We laughed when we saw some boys running past,
Up until we heard a loud blast.
I stopped, and turned around and stared,
What I saw had made me very scared.
My mind went blank,
I felt my heart sink.
She was lying on the ground,
All I heard was my heart pound.
My mind was in a paralyzed state,
Her life was taken at the age of eight.
A drive by shooting caused in all,
The last thing I saw was watching her fall.
I stood there until my mom came and got me, 
I can’t believe she died right in front of me.
There’s been a void in my heart ever since,
I miss the sleepovers and dressing like twins.
I think about what she could have become,
Her future and things she could have done.
Then I am forced to think of the past,
And how her life was taken so fast.
I wipe a tear away from my eye,
I had watched my best friend die.
I miss everything about my best friend,
Forever and always until the end.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006

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Breathe For You

I was sitting here with a writers block
Because you were in my every thought
My mind is overwhelmed with fear 
Of the thought of not having you near
You were there from the moment I was born
Always keeping me away from harm
Whenever I didn’t have anywhere to go 
You lent me your place
Whenever I needed a shoulder 
You let me cry
Whenever I felt my hunger 
You gave me a plate
And whenever I was hurt
You helped me through
And now I am tossing and turning every night
Wishing I was at your side
It is so hard watching you
Knowing there is nothing I can do
If I could breathe for you I would
And I would take your pain if I could
We expressed our love to each other today
At least you listened to what I had to say
I told you that you meant the world to me
And you are like my second mommy
I told you that this is hard for me
And I don’t want to see you suffering
Even though you know its time
I cannot accept that in my mind
You already told me it will be okay
But I want to see you everyday
We need to leave and let you sleep
It took all my might just to leave
So I blew you a kiss and said goodnight
Knowing that I wouldn’t be sleeping tight
And when you blew me a kiss back
It felt like I was having a heart attack
I wanted to take all your pain with me 
To let you rest peacefully
You are an asset to this world
Better than diamonds and better than pearls
And to keep you here longer I would
Breathe for you if I could

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006

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Feel This Way

I never thought I could feel this way,
All night long and every day.
So I get on my knees and bow my head,
And rest my elbows on my bed.
It feels like I’m praying all the time,
To get this man off my mind.
I always pray for my heart to turn cold,
Because letting him hurt me is really getting old. 
And then I always come to the conclusion,
That all I need to do is just refuse him.
But I can’t help that I love him so much,
And how good it feels to feel his touch.
My love for him will always be there,
And I would do anything just not to care.
I’m so afraid of letting him back in,
Because I always put so much faith in him.
He tells me he needs me in his life,
And that someday he’s going to make me his wife.
He has my mind expecting the worst,
It’s a defense mechanism to minimize the hurt.
When we were together, he always had an excuse,
I had suffered so much abuse.
He does things out of anger and pride,
And no matter what, I always stood by his side.
What if I open the doors and let him back in?
Will I end up regretting my decision?
I think if we tried, we could make it work.
But is it worth the possibility of me getting hurt?
Oh, dear God, help me please,
I am getting back n my knees,
And now I am going to bow my head,
And put my elbows back on the bed.
I know you will send the answer to me,
I know that you will let me see,
So I’ll sit back and wait for you,
To let me know what I should do.
And when that answer comes to me,
I’ll know whether to be with him, or just let him be.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006



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So Couragious

As I see you strive
For another breath of life
We cannot see you cry 
But are you on the inside?
You are a beautiful person
Your hearts you have won
We love you everyday
And every day for you we pray
We don’t want to see you suffer 
And you have always been a survivor
We know that you are strong
And your life we want to prolong
Even though we know the time has come
And soon you will be gone
We will never forget any part of you
You have always been brave 
And for that I give you praise
You are kind and courageous
And your smile is contagious
You are beautiful and sincere
And the truth is crystal clear
Life is simply better 
Whenever you are near

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006

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That Day

It was kind of late that night,
I’d had a few drinks, so I was feeling alright.
I happened to be the youngest one there,
But nobody really seemed to care.
We were all having a really good time, 
And I had to admit I was looking fine.
Because the party was ending soon,
I walked upstairs to use the restroom.
When I got out the bathroom somebody grabbed me,
His hands dug into my ribs extremely tightly.
I was yelling at him to let me go,
He locked the door and threw me on the floor.
He got on top of me to hold me down,
While some of his friends came around.
One guy had taken off my jeans, 
The music was drowning out my screams.
He lifted up my shirt and squeezed my chest,
Another guy came and started touching my breast.
One guy ripped my panties off,
Another guy came and got on top.
One guy was holding my arms over my head,
And two more guys were holding my legs.
One guy punched me because I was fighting back, 
There were 8 guys involved in this attack.
They rubbed their privates in my face,
And asked me if I wanted a taste.
They did it to me while I was on my back,
And they sarcastically asked if I was liking that.
Some hours passed and they were still having fun,
At the age of thirteen, my virginity was gone.
Seven of the guys had penetrated me,
The other one stood there and watched the whole thing.
When they were done they all laughed at me,
They threw me my clothes and told me to leave.
By that time most of the people were gone,
And I had to find my own way home.
I was in pain from my head to my feet,
My panties were red, they had made me bleed.
I got in the shower, then I took a bath,
I did whatever I could to try and relax.
Years have passed and I am haunted by that day,
That memory sticks with me and won’t go away.
There is one thing that I have found,
Is that they belong six feet underground.

Copyright © Deborah Tendrich | Year Posted 2006


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