abuse

With my eyes I've seen so much, longing for your tender touch I crave your lies and your deceit the very things that keep me on my feet. the strength of your hand across my face makes me lose myself in a daze. I can't hold back these things I yearn for and when your gone I want them even more. The many women you have in your bed I cant help but wonder when I'll be next. I say things to make you angry on purpose because the physical and verbal abuse just seems natural to me now. I stay in my place as you say I should I'm a good girl and I wait my turn patiently waiting for the sting then the burn. Walk out on me as you always do and when you return I'll be here waiting on you, waiting on you to feed me lies about how you were out with the guys from 10 pm until the sun beat you home, I sit back and let all this foolishness go on. I don't know any better and who's to blame is it my father that left me or my mother who never cared I saw men treat her that way so I guess its only right, that I find a man who will do me the same. I cant be on my own it just doesn't feel right, even though I'm alone most of the night. Its crazy to say but I feel the safest when I'm with you. So if I have to endure this abuse just to not be alone then with you is where I belong.