SHOULD I HAVE DIED
SHOULD I HAVE DIED?
When he smouldered me with ‘love’
And isolated me from my family and friends
When claps, fists and knives came out,
I ask the question,
Should I have died?
When verbal abuse and sceptical jealousy
Surfaced until I forgot who I am and what I stand for
When my cell phones, my car and my furniture got smashed,
When every woman in the vicinity knew him intimately,
And laughed at me secretly.
Some hounded me with phone calls
When I lived in fear not sure if I'd still be alive in the next sunrise.
Out of the random physical abuse I endured.
I ask again,
Should I have died?
When he changed women like he changed his undies,
Right under my nose introducing them as friends and relatives.
When he brought home his gifts from different women.
When I had to bail him from jail because of his brawls and uncontrollable rage
Hell NOOO…..!!!!
Here I am, thank God I had the guts to remove myself from that hellhole.
By: SandMak
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