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Array ( [sid] => 139224 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Living with abuse [time] => 2007-12-16 11:16:18 [hometext] => [bodytext] => How much it hurts, no one does know
All of the pain, I try not to show
His rude comments, his slaps
Hes controlling and angry
And gives me beatings to the point where I break down and collapse
He doesn’t listen, he doesn’t care
He needs things done his own way, argue with him he’ll beat you up and leave you there
There is no change, it’s like this day by day
There’s no questions, no excuse
Do something wrong and you get a bruise
It’s always a battle, and each time I loose
So many nights with screaming fights
So many tears, I hate living with this fear
It’s scary it’s tough, I know it’s all happening because I’m not good enough
That’s why I cry and I plead
I don’t know how far he’ll go, I run away so he won’t make me bleed
This is something, hidden from others, it’s not something I tell
If they question the bruises, I have to lie and say I hurt myself when I fell
I do everything to hide it, make sure to never show
I know that no one would understand, so I don’t want anyone to know
It’s a sad life, since I just mostly cry
This will continue until my body can’t take the pain and I brutally die.


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Living with abuse

Contributed by 1on1 on Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 11:16:18 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



How much it hurts, no one does know
All of the pain, I try not to show
His rude comments, his slaps
Hes controlling and angry
And gives me beatings to the point where I break down and collapse
He doesn’t listen, he doesn’t care
He needs things done his own way, argue with him he’ll beat you up and leave you there
There is no change, it’s like this day by day
There’s no questions, no excuse
Do something wrong and you get a bruise
It’s always a battle, and each time I loose
So many nights with screaming fights
So many tears, I hate living with this fear
It’s scary it’s tough, I know it’s all happening because I’m not good enough
That’s why I cry and I plead
I don’t know how far he’ll go, I run away so he won’t make me bleed
This is something, hidden from others, it’s not something I tell
If they question the bruises, I have to lie and say I hurt myself when I fell
I do everything to hide it, make sure to never show
I know that no one would understand, so I don’t want anyone to know
It’s a sad life, since I just mostly cry
This will continue until my body can’t take the pain and I brutally die.






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Re: Living with abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by dummie on Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 06:47:44 PM AEST
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i've never been so moved in my life. it makes me want to hug my imaginary girlfriend and tell him i will never beat him to a pulp...er, i mean "her"


Re: Living with abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 16th December 2007 @ 07:20:42 PM AEST
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this is so sad.
You need to send this persaon to jail and get the hell away from him.
I know what verbal abuse is but thank God I got enuff and now I live alone and am happy.
Please just get qay from this person. You aren ot the one with the problem. These kindda folks feed off of making someone else feel small.
If ya need a friend, I'm here just pm me any time.
huggs, luv, prayer,
emy




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