I rise from the bed
Sore and aching from last nights bout of his drunken lust
Slipping silently into the kitchen
Quietly cleaning up the beer bottles
Making coffee, wanting just a sip
But knowing its against his rules
He comes first
So tired and weary
I slip back into bed
Pulling the covers over my head
Drifting off
I hear him rustling and moving
Rising and leaving the room
Again I hear him
Asking me a question
I pretend to be asleep
Wanting to stay safe
Keeping my eyes closed
Wanting to stay warm
He leaves
Coming back in again
He utters something I can't hear
Coffee, hot, cascading over my head
Burning and scalding my skin
I scream in pain
He laughs as he reaches for my hair
Quickly I slide out of bed
And to the floor
Praying once more
I crawl under the bed
He barely misses my head
He roars in a rage
I feel safe as if in a cage
I keep praying
Praying that a hole will open
And swallow him
Taking him back to hell
From where he came
Down on his knees
Reaching for me under the bed
I crawl further away
Against the wall I lay
And once again I pray
He can't reach me now
I feel safe once more
He gets up and leaves
Only to come charging back in
Growling and roaring
He flips the bed
Uncovering my head
Grabbing my hair
Dragging me out
Causing me to shout
I pray no more
This is the day that God is dead...

Don't really like the images that gave. Nobody should ever have to go
through that. ((((Poet))))

While it is not a "pretty" image Cherub it is one that sadly I
can truly relate to. No one should have to go thru that but....
HURRAAAAAYYYYY!!!! for those of us who made it thru..

STRONGER...WISER...AND FREE!!!

Images so real and painfull
for those of us who have survived
such turmoil,,, ((Ms Poet))

Way it is wrote, you were prob. there.
Sorry, hope you sent him to jail.
Hope higher powers make things right in the end.
Never can understand people like that.

Thank you everyone, though it is real and happened, it is now but a
memory that will be locked away with that monster I spoke of earlier, I
am becoming whole.

Girl I could feel the pain on that one never have I
ever had to deal with those types of things and pray
that you never will again. But.. just by your pics you
have now compared to the ones when I first got here is
amazing the differnce it has made you HAVE COME A LONG WAY BABY!

that was awesome!!

WOW...DO THEY NOT HAVE PILLS FOR YOU?

Pills?? for what??

no, they did not give her any , they gave them to some wolf!!!

for delusions...depression...or....lack of choc...hey, gf, want some
candy? my mom taught me choclate cures ALL ILLS....LOL
.....{{{huggsxxx))

(((((((((((((((((((((CCP))))))))))))))))))))))
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I wonder if they have pills for **** heads that make rude
comments.....not nice dancing dog.........

Danceswithwolf, when you became real then you can talk bs, for now
be careful how you write about people here girl, or man or what ever you
are!!

you are a lonely soul!!!! roflmao!!

TY, PURPLE! THE ''POET'' is a very good poet and I am ONLY
PLAYING....Sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings, but a REAL POET NEVER
takes offence on commits....so, Purple, back off! LOVE LOVE LOVE

MEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!! CHYAAAAAAA !!!

For one thing I am not depressed nor delusional.....read the words..its
reality it happened, writing is how I deal with it, something in the
past, if you knew me or anything about me you would know this

ohhh but she or he knows !!! don't you know who that is CCP?

Oh I have a feeling who it is