je ne sais plus maintnan a ki donné mon keur pk moi j sai tous les garcons avc ki je suis sortir font tjr des gaf mai je dois resté sur ou koi mai ki m aimerai moi jal-ines moi pour se ke je ressens e non pour ce ke je sui e jespere ke cette personne j laimerai de tou mon keur ke dieu mentende amen
I have written a poem that I believe everyone should read not just woman and girls who are or were in an abusive relationship. Please pass this poem along to as many people as you can. Perhaps your local paper will print these poems or your local radio station will read them over the air. All I ask is that my blog is mentioned.
Hurting there is pain and sadness there are tears of fear and sorrow in eyes of wondrous beauty dark bruises lie heavy upon her from hammering fists from kicking, booted feet from words of bitter anger all she ever wanted was to give her love and to have his love in return she never asked for dresses she only asked for kisses all she ever wanted was a little kindness all she ever needed was a little tenderness But he is her lord and master and he knows he owns her she is his punching bag athing to slake his lust in whatever her needing is whatever her desire whatever her wanting is of no importance all that ever matters is the quenching of his anger the fulfilling of his cravings Soft beautiful skin is battered soft beautiful skin is trampled on a tender heart is broken a tender soul is shattered
there is no escaping a pain she faces daily will it be death that takes her from this world of torture there is pain and sadness there are tears of fear and sorrow in eyes of wondrous beauty bruises lie heavy upon her from hammering fists from kicking, booted feet from words of bitter anger
to you with the wounded soul to you of the wounded heart to you of the broken bones write these words within your mind say them to yourself a hundred thousand times it is not my fault I am not to blame I have no need to feel shame I am a woman and must be free of this battering and of this pain I must have my own dreams now I deserve a far better destiny
now look within yourself look beyond your darkened window look for the faint candle glow the flickering flame of freedom walk away from hurting look within yourself and you will find the courage you will no longer heed his pleading you will never more give in to his cruel and savage needing My blog http://canadianpoet2.blogspot.com/ My twitter ID canadianpoet2 Share the poem. Help to end the hurting, help to end the shame Don’t join the recession, beat it and stay healthy at the same time. http://www.myvemma.com/redcomet
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English
Hurting
there is pain and sadness
there are tears of fear and sorrow
in eyes of wondrous beauty
dark bruises lie heavy upon her
from hammering fists
from kicking, booted feet
from words of bitter anger
all she ever wanted
was to give her love
and to have his love in return
she never asked for dresses
she only asked for kisses
all she ever wanted
was a little kindness
all she ever needed
was a little tenderness
But he is her lord and master
and he knows he owns her
she is his punching bag
athing to slake his lust in
whatever her needing is
whatever her desire
whatever her wanting
is of no importance
all that ever matters
is the quenching of his anger
the fulfilling of his cravings
Soft beautiful skin is battered
soft beautiful skin is trampled on
a tender heart is broken
a tender soul is shattered
there is no escaping
a pain she faces daily
will it be death that takes her
from this world of torture
there is pain and sadness
there are tears of fear and sorrow
in eyes of wondrous beauty
bruises lie heavy upon her
from hammering fists
from kicking, booted feet
from words of bitter anger
to you with the wounded soul
to you of the wounded heart
to you of the broken bones
write these words
within your mind
say them to yourself
a hundred thousand times
it is not my fault
I am not to blame
I have no need to feel shame
I am a woman and must be free
of this battering and of this pain
I must have my own dreams now
I deserve a far better destiny
now look within yourself
look beyond your darkened window
look for the faint candle glow
the flickering flame of freedom
walk away from hurting
look within yourself
and you will find the courage
you will no longer heed his pleading
you will never more give in
to his cruel and savage needing
My blog http://canadianpoet2.blogspot.com/ My twitter ID canadianpoet2
Share the poem. Help to end the hurting, help to end the shame
Don’t join the recession, beat it and stay healthy at the same time.
http://www.myvemma.com/redcomet