The Angel on my shoulder
is the Devil in my bed;
Temptations grew stronger
as he pried inside my head;
A venomous blue eyed snake
Tomorrow, maybe he’ll have patience
But today, I must question every move I make;
He loves me, he loves me not
I’m “stupid” today so my confidence is shot;
Tomorrow is the day, I can try again
Knowledge in my head, a hammer in my hand
But it’s myself I’m trying to fix for him;
No no, I won’t give up
Damnit, today, I’m still not enough;
He use to be so different, I clearly recall
Now all he does is make me feel 2 inches tall;
Dollar signs instead of a ”SORRY”
It’d be nice if I could buy a genuine apology;
And my feelings are always my fault
I wish he didn’t take communication like a gunshot;
Tsk Tsk, Shame Shame
It’s fine, I’ll just take the blame;
He can’t handle the truth about his lies
Everyone looks at him with closed eyes;
If only they knew it was all a facade
Even his own family doesn’t know what happens to me, when the mask comes off.
My Story of Abuse
By Survivor Iris This story of abuse happened over the course of eleven years. I was a single young mother of one beautiful boy. Later, I found a man who seemed almost perfect. As time went by he began to show his true self. The Warning Signs By the time...
