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Array ( [sid] => 9861 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Rhys [time] => 2003-01-06 10:40:00 [hometext] => i wrote this after i was with an abusive boyfriend and i didnt understand why it happened
[bodytext] => I lived my life - a nightmare
Scared and so alone
I wish I'd never met you
Never brought you to my home
Every day you beat me
I went through each day in fear
I lived each day too scared to speak
And trembled when you came near
For nine long months I let you
Maul my body with slimy hands
What did I do to make you hate me so much?
I do not understand
I can't believe I trusted you
As you played your sick little games
It's taken me so long to see
That I was not to blame
At first I thought it was my fault
That I got all that I deserved
That the hits and the insults
Were worth it for a few nice words
Now I simply cannot think
How I ever called you a friend
I'm so glad the time has finally come
For this nightmare to end. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Eloise [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Rhys

Contributed by Eloise on Monday, 6th January 2003 @ 10:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I lived my life - a nightmare
Scared and so alone
I wish I'd never met you
Never brought you to my home
Every day you beat me
I went through each day in fear
I lived each day too scared to speak
And trembled when you came near
For nine long months I let you
Maul my body with slimy hands
What did I do to make you hate me so much?
I do not understand
I can't believe I trusted you
As you played your sick little games
It's taken me so long to see
That I was not to blame
At first I thought it was my fault
That I got all that I deserved
That the hits and the insults
Were worth it for a few nice words
Now I simply cannot think
How I ever called you a friend
I'm so glad the time has finally come
For this nightmare to end.

Copyright © Eloise ... [ 2003-01-06 10:40:00]
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Re: Rhys (User Rating: 1 )
by thorns on Monday, 6th January 2003 @ 11:52:49 AM AEST
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it is great that you can write this to help your healing and elp others avoid and escape this type of abuse.

Re: Rhys (User Rating: 1 )
by SmokinJoeEvil on Monday, 6th January 2003 @ 03:16:03 PM AEST
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More people need to come to realizations about the kinds of relationships they are in when they are unhappy. And more of the people making them unhappy need to get what's coming to them in a very unhealthy way. Though awful that you endured so much, I am happy for your having escaped.

Re: Rhys (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Tuesday, 7th January 2003 @ 02:15:40 AM AEST
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Abuse ...oh how well i know this one...And how "baby im so sorry" "baby i'll never do it again" ...."baby please just one more chance"....WHATEVER!!!!!!!! The only thing that happens in an abusive relationship is they hit harder the next time from the last.....and it get's worse...and worse....and they have control...and power...and put the fear of death into your very soul.....and your best friend??? The hospital...how sickening this makes my stomache that anyone acts in this behavior....but i grew up watching my mom get abused, then married an abuser....so this one hit home with me ......and took me back down memory lane......thanks for sharing this one it shows me and reminds me of just how far i've come....i hope all is well with you and you never ever allow anyone to degrade you in this manner ever again.....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.

Re: Rhys (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 05:03:00 AM AEST
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I deeply feel the injustice afflicted on you. how ever it is better to forget that beast, and also the night mare..Venkat

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