We met when I was younger,
Maybe you thought I was cute
and maybe a little clever.
There wasn't much of the love kind of flirting,
Only how much you were sexually yearning.

We made promises of forever.
Or at least till you changed your mind,
you laughed and teased
at all my damage & every insecurity.

You made promises,With the greatest of ease.
Little boxes, that were nothing but empty.

I had handed it all over,
The heart and soul of me.

Trekking miles away from my sea, away from the mountains that's always stood tall, reminding me to be wild and free.
I left all that I knew, because I thought I was in love with you.

Then you said, let's take another.
I smile and agree,
its okay as I lose another part of me,
sure it's okay !
I'm just gonna die a little on the inside.

You drool over them like peaches in summer,
Juices so sweet and running down the sheets.

You walk in with a sly like grin.
You have that nasty energy again

They get the one who was cute,
funny and great In the back of their minds.
But what's left for me, is a monster of a different kind.

Nights of silence, or words like glass.
They never talked about emotional abuse in Home Ec class.
Clean the house Cook the food, this is what good Wives do.

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