First let me say that I am not a frequent poem writer, but with all the pain and violence (domestic especially) going on these days, I searched my notebook of miscellaneous "stuff" thinking it would be a great idea to share with others a bit of my past. You might say it's a poem of abuse, and let me add that I still say; "I would rather be hit because a bruise disappears, but the emotional, verbal, and psychological abuse stays with you forever!"

I wrote this approximately 5 years ago, after a year long relationship that was based on lies and deception and a little illusion. And before that, I was involved for 3 years in a relationship of abusive hell. This poem was written when I couldn't take anymore.

On a happier note, I am now living in paradise, and found a love most only dream about!