Broken

“All you do is not normal.

You are slow and crazy!

Being defensive is what you know best.

You are not normal.

You are nothing but just a person I live with.

You are nothing!

There is nothing you own here.”

Dear God, this is beyond me

I cant posisbly handle this alone.

Help me!

I surrend this, all of this unto your hands,

Take control.

Sitting here as tears run through my eyes

Gravity pulling them down continuously

Effortlessly.

Is happiness for the few

Is happiness a calling

Why does it seem to fall on others but me

I am not happy

I am saddened by every word uttered from his mouth

Is is merely just words?

Venom spit.

In tears?

How is my happiness affected?

Bruised

This is hell

This is death.

Walking dead is what is beneath,

Lifeless – like a dried up well.

Myself?

My belief?

Where is my relief?

“Stupid bitch!?!

Fuck you bitch

You are being stubborn.

I destroy what’s mine

What I buy, I destroy

And there is nothing

Nothing you can do about it.

My kids hate you,

You think they like what you do?

NO!

Leave she’ll do it herself”

Let us also remember those that are in verbal and emotional abusive relationships as well. I received this poem from someone I know. She says it is exactly what she was told by her abuser. Straight out of his mouth, without remorse.