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Array ( [sid] => 31169 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Living with abuse [time] => 2004-01-09 14:01:18 [hometext] => It comes in all forms [bodytext] => The thumps and screams late into the night
listening awake knowing somethings not right
Do you cover your head with the pillow
try to ignore the sightless horrors going on next door?

Next morning you see black and blue on her face
she wont look directly at you hiding her disgrace
a bit of remorse fills your heart maybe some quilt
you didnt do your part??

At work you hear the comments from the guys
this going on daily it comes as no surprise
could it be your afraid to lose your job
is it really worth it when being molested by a clod?

Words that cut just like a night leaving someone
hurt and alone at night they cry words cant
be taken back but its abuse just the same
though bruises a person may lack,did you think??

Little girl off to school in a tattered dress
face all dirty hair uncombed looking like a mess.
Miss matched socks and an empty stomache
Is this how it should be??

Thinking about doing something wont get it done
Clock ticks off the time then comes the smoking gun late in the night you rise from your bed
now a bit late for the pretty woman is now dead.

Now do you think about it more?? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 48 [informant] => desertwispers [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Living with abuse

Contributed by desertwispers on Friday, 9th January 2004 @ 02:01:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



The thumps and screams late into the night
listening awake knowing somethings not right
Do you cover your head with the pillow
try to ignore the sightless horrors going on next door?

Next morning you see black and blue on her face
she wont look directly at you hiding her disgrace
a bit of remorse fills your heart maybe some quilt
you didnt do your part??

At work you hear the comments from the guys
this going on daily it comes as no surprise
could it be your afraid to lose your job
is it really worth it when being molested by a clod?

Words that cut just like a night leaving someone
hurt and alone at night they cry words cant
be taken back but its abuse just the same
though bruises a person may lack,did you think??

Little girl off to school in a tattered dress
face all dirty hair uncombed looking like a mess.
Miss matched socks and an empty stomache
Is this how it should be??

Thinking about doing something wont get it done
Clock ticks off the time then comes the smoking gun late in the night you rise from your bed
now a bit late for the pretty woman is now dead.

Now do you think about it more??




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Re: Living with abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by MissTea on Friday, 9th January 2004 @ 02:08:55 PM AEST
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to answer your question : No it isn't right!
its not right to live in fear each night, of ur life as well as anothers. this world needs to learn more about love. movies, music and many other forms of the media have contorted our original perception of the real Love!
I don't know how we can now change things, just keep faith and hope deep with in ur hearts!
Good write - full of hard factual truth, straight from the heart!

MissTea


Re: Living with abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 9th January 2004 @ 02:40:34 PM AEST
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I see this all to often. If I had a magic wand I would take away all the hurt but I do not. Your poem gives us all something to remember and ponder.

Kie


Re: Living with abuse (User Rating: 1 )
by moon_light on Sunday, 23rd October 2005 @ 09:27:45 AM AEST
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if people could open thair eyes and see this the would would be a better plase thank you!!!




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