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Loving Abuse

Poetry By: parkelis

Everyone has their own interpretation of abuse.

Submitted:Jan 23, 2011    Reads: 32    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

Four years. Four years of abuse.

I can't forgive you.

I won't.

Your abuse; it now taunts me.

I scream in the middle of each night.

Exactly at 1:35 am.

What was abuse?

Why do I have to spell it out.

It hurts too bad.

My mouth is trembling.

My body...shaking.

My tears, and the verge of breaking dams.


You filled me.

You gave me everything.

I had you.

You loved me; endless love.

Tangible love.

I felt you.

You gave me everything.

You made me number one.

I was a star.

You were the director.

You were a part of me. I thought forever. Was I ever wrong?

Why did you have to go and die?

Why leave me?

Four years of perfectly, lovable abuse.

Gone forever.

The abuse.

Now it multiplies; stabbing me, shooting me, hurting me, paining me. I don't know what to do.

Abuse. Come back.

You were out of line.

Gave too much love. What was I to do without you?

You never prepared me.

What would you like me to do now.

Nothing? I swear I've done all I can.

For you, and your abuse.

I'll try to do more. Remember, 1:35 proposal. I'll make a new proposal.

Just for you; unfortunately, I'm only trying.


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