Poem -

Abuse

Why me

What does it feel like to be abused 
The monsters come in 
From a drink or two 
who’s he gonna take it out on you
His  punching bang for tonight 
It don’t matter if you plead an fight 
The monster the voices in his head 
are playing tricks with his head
Now His seeing blue 
This is a 999 call for you
This time what will happen to you
If there’s a god you’ll pull though 
Think of the women in the world 
that’s getting worse then you 
It might sound sick but you’ll pull 
though 
You have to to send a message to others like you we deserve an sos 
we deserve for someone to save the day and wilsk us away I no longer wanna play with the monster in this way. 

It’s time to throw him away 

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Poetic Cries

I loved this!
I Honestly don't know the words to say how it made me feel but I was definitely affected by it! Thank you for sharing this ! You did great! 

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Jessica Cameron

Thanks I’ve had a lot of different experiences myself and my some people I no have too weather it be DV addiction pain mums all the poems I’ve wrote thanks you make me feel like writing every day. Thanks for the support 
If there is any women /men going through this stuff you no there’s loads of numbers to phone
08009995428 it’s the national hotline for DV

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