She stayed quiet & chained,
too tired, too weak to
think
He knew that she would
stay
as he poured another
drink
She was so beaten
down,
she didn't even disagree
While he was *******
around
she told people she was happy
He took full advantage
of
a love he never
deserved
When would she call his
bluff?
When would her voice be
heard?
Would there ever come a
day,
that her pain would find a
way
and her rage would blow him
away?
No one would blink an
eye
but she would still probably
cry
While everyone was asking
why,
she was not able to say good-
bye
To the man who held her
down
so, he could keep her in
check,
face pushed into the
ground,
and kept his foot on her neck
When would she break
free,
be who she wanted to
be
not a victim of
brutality
Why would she dare to disagree?
Married to a narcissist, just saw the truth. It was never me, I tried & tried. I am not trying anymore. I am being heard at last and in control.
