Beaten

"Damn baby I love you, I can't live without you, I need you baby please don't leave me.."

Those were the words he said, after he saw the blood leaking from my head. It's not the first time but why do I stay? Why do I allow him to beat me and mistreat me? This is the normal game, this is what he always does.

Eyes of another on the one he loves, "Why is this guy looking after my girl? It's because her clothes is so tight she's showing off my goodies, I'll teach her about showing off what's rightfully mine!"

The door slams, and I jump out of fear, I turn around and there is a fist to my eye. Followed my horrible pain and the hard wood floor, next was his foot as it kept me pinned to the floor. I was sure that death was what the sentence was handed to me. Pain ripped thru my body as I cried for family.. The family that loved me and norished me and would die to protect me...

The kicks stopped and the door slammed, and now I was to weak to move, to weak to think, and to weak to die... Not sure what got me off that floor and out of that house, but one thing I was sure about was not going back..

The phone calls never stopped, the letters just poured, the sorries flew, and the door bell rang. But I didn't fall, I didn't give up, and today I'm here stronger than I could have ever imagined when I was there......

Questions of Love.. Pt 1

Why don't you love me? What do I do wrong? Why am I fighting for you to love me?

It's sad that after all this time I have yet to be prove myself to you... I am more than ready to be the one you spend ya life with but is this a jail sentence being handed to me? Does being with you stop me from being me? Can I no longer have friends, can I not go out without you? Does you growing older end my life?

How much and how far does love go??