Reminiscent of a time not too long ago when I felt truly loved by someone I thought was different, whom I truly believed in my heart was special.
This, someone, had promised never to hurt, use, abuse, and abandon me.
But here I sit alone, looking down at these stitches in my heart, as it barely clings to my chest, heartbeat fading and fading with each breath.
It has been three years since, but these scars seem so fresh, just
Each time I'd look at them, they grow even fresher still.
How can I make these forbidden memories just go away?
How can I erase these forbidden carvings from this canvas painting called my soul?
Greetings this is Vee. The above poem was inspired through the photo I borrowed from Pixabay.com. One thing we can all agree to is that scars never forget. Have you ever just sat their carrying on with your daily activity, or maybe watching TV and suddenly your eyes drifted to that old scab on your body, a scar that has been faded with time and age? Maybe the scars you have are more internal rather that external, where out of nowhere your mind drifts back to that time you suffered a traumatic experience. Your body then goes to hurting, you feel the sharp pains in your chest the pangs in your stomach?
Domestic abuse is prevalent amongst couples in relationships and marriages. They are also suffered most of the time by women from the hands of men. But don't be stigmatized by this one-sided belief because men also get abused by women on many occasions whether physically and emotionally...we just don't always report it however, for fear of being ridiculed, or our stories sounding to incredible. In addition it's a macho thing, and most men just don't tell.
"I was there and suffered abuse from hands of women emotionally and physically. I can tell you about several incidents, one in particular, where it boiled down to who was going to jail based on their story of events. I normally dismiss abuse by women but this time we both were in a life-or-death situation whether it would be either myself or her facing jail time, I had to defend myself...ultimately my story was never believed and my girlfriend's (fabrications) were." - Dwayne
Ladies, don't be offended, I am just speaking facts, and the truth is truth. Yes ladies, you are probably thinking,
"Men are Dogs and it's probably something you did why you got abused by the hands of women anyway."
To even top it of with a cherry ladies, you would even add,
"You probably deserved it, all men deserves it..."
But ladies...men, are any type of abuse a good thing, regardless of whose hand or mouth they came from? I think not. What are your comments?