My heart is sinking
gradually
into the pit
of my stomach
as my walls
surround
and suffocate it.
My outside showing
my inside
I ache
everyday
and I'm afraid.
Poor me, I ignore the feelings,
the visions, the thoughts.
I love today
because I am away from what some
call home.
I hate tomorrow
because he'll be there.
I shouldn't stay
I know...
but I don't know.
He cries with no tears
I cry with many tears
and each time it just
gets worse.
And I thought it
would become easier
and easier to leave,
but it hasn't.
Nicholl McGuire is the author of Laboring to Love an Abusive Mate, Amazon.com
http://laboringtoloveanabusivemate.blogspot.com
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