
ABUSE
Struggling, trying, crying myself to sleep; ducking and dodging hoping and praying he does not hit me. A woman on the edge alone in the dark. If I don’t get out of this now, I’ll never get a new start. I kept quiet. I thought he was the one. After we were married, I was given every bad name under the sun. I thought he would never treat me so unkind. I lost the weight like he said to cheat on me anyway, I almost lost my mind. I thought to myself, I’ll change him, we'll be alright, only to find a car another woman bought, he drove her all night. I covered up my black eye, covered up my blue. I tried to hide it from my family and friends, but they always knew. I had a little girl who witnessed all of my shame. I finally showed my daughter not to accept misuse, to break those chains, and stop the cycle of abuse. Women are worth loving and giving of love; self-help especially seeking God from above. To the only One who gives unconditionally, why not have someone to respect and love your inner beauty.
About the Creator
Sonja Edwards
I am 56 years old. l love God poetry, stories, creating, designing, art, and I have
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