By Monica C. Voskamp
You slam me down
With your looks.
You tell me I’m nothing
By belittling my smarts.
You keep me at a distance
Never let me know
What actually is
Love.
You use me
Like I’m some pitiful object.
You couldn’t care less
If I am hurting.
You say you love me
Through pain.
Abuse. Again and again.
Emotional.
Sexual.
Physical.
Spiritual.
Mental.
Abuse.
How I loathe you,
How I hate the years
You stole from me.
I’m filled with such pain
I constantly turn away.
It’s too great,
Abuse.
Abuse, you cut me down.
And justify with your gender
With your religion
With your pretty lies.
You knock me down
Till all I see in me
Is dirt.
Abuse, you think you have won
Many days I feel you have.
Everywhere I turn it seems,
You find me again.
It’s my greatest pain
That haunts me
Repeatedly.
Abuse, I will confront you.
I am. I am.
And in doing so it hurts like hell,
It hurts wounds exposed.
It hurts seeing my pain
So much so I will do anything
To numb the feeling,
To numb the wounding,
And surrender to the lie
I only deserve
Abuse.
But no. You will not win.
I will never give up till my last breathe.
I will fight this poison,
This evil war on humanity.
I will fight as I tell my heart,
Damn those people, their evil.
Darling, don’t you listen to their lies.
You believe something different called truth.
You believe something beautiful called love.
You believe dear soul, you are enough.
And you don’t deserve,
Don’t ever, ever deserve
Abuse.
Always believe. Always hope. Always love. ❤
*Photo Credits: Sydney Sims on Unsplash
Powerful and raw! Such a great read!! 🖤🖤
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Thanks Brittianrweaver 💕
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