TWISTED DEFINITION OF LOVE: DAMAGE HEART

(I usually do not write like this but for some reason my heart felt the need to express on this subject, it is very hard for me to comprehend the pain a lot of women have experienced through a fist and razor tongue)

TWISTED DEFINITION OF LOVE: DAMAGE HEART

He abused you in so many ways? But he had such a beautiful hear t she thought
Taking away your innocence de-virginizing your pride
He breaks your spirit with rotten words that stab wholes within your heart
Bruises upon your skin tell a story of his anger for no dam reason but yet it?s your fault
You are afraid because you do not know how to pull away because you are in so deep
Your soul tired and many times just thinking of taking your own life seems like the reasonable thing to do
Swallow those pills and release yourself from this prison? but you don?t have the heart too
He is coming home but which personality will walk through the door
Will it be the apologelic beast who begs for forgiveness as he believes it is just the stress of life at his door; but you don?t want to be alone so you take it and if I leave it could mean my death
Will it be the monster that holds your soul captive in a cage of emotional distress?
Beating blood that spills on the floor of what should be your comfort zone? your home
You want to fight him off so badly but he is just too dam strong
His anger breaks your arm and fractures your jawbone
Blackens both your eyes? wearing sunglass to hide the shame that this insane man brings
Tears falling from you face as this is not a test as you struggle to figure this %#&@$! out
Is it me? I made him do it; I should have been a better woman? doubting who you are
But you love him more than life itself? dam you do not have to take all this mess? he takes it out on you
Demeaning your soul at his will to break you down to dirt because you are inferior in his eyes
Now don?t get me wrong in his twisted sick %#&@$! mind he loves you? what kind of love is this
?I was a victim of a broken home, my daddy abandoned me and my momma was a punching bag to in and out trash off the corner?? save this sorry %#&@$! excuse you poor excuse of a man
Does that make it right?? Does that give you a pass to beat a woman?s %#&@$!?
This poor excuse of a man is producing a damage heart for the next man
The final straw pledge her manic mind as the pot boils hot grits with butter, salt and pepper
Stirring a pot of freedom as her soul has grown weary of this man?s hands? this is the last time you choke me? thoughts of a woman who is fed up
He stands behind you as he grabs your arm; the pain of an unhealed arm makes you cry out to God? as you beg His for forgiveness of what it is you are about to do
The screams and pain make you smile with confidence as hot grit burns to the bones
Skin melting like plastic in fire? the tears in his eyes begs for forgiveness
But that?s not the end as the sound of hollow metal sounds echoes against his skull
But still you hold back with a mercy he never showed you in his time of wrath
He quickly fades your mind as the scars leave a constant reminders; unstable heart is the aftermath
The healing is a long road yet the mind and heart struggle to forget
Cry yourself to sleep each night afraid to give your heart to the next
Damaged heart is what you are all because of this sorry %#&@$! man who had a twisted definition of love


When I first laid eyes upon her my heart was drawn to her
Caught in her spell? I became more and more intrigued as my soul take desire
A man in love has eyes dancing heart-shaped figured over a woman who sat before me
Beautiful brown eyes left me speechless as well as her thick beautiful lips which left my lips tingling with passion
She walked in beauty because she was beauty yet beauty held back so much of her love
Scars on the surface of her skin make me wonder where this woman has been
I accept her spiritually beyond her scars within
Greeting her with kisses for each time my heart reminded me of how I missed you
I am giving all that I have to love you
It is all or nothing for my heart knows nothing of bits and pieces
Take my all? all the money, material possess means nothing to thee
Take my all? my heart, mind, soul, my very being
Yet you would hold back your love to me? afraid to let your heart love me
I cry and you cry but never explaining to me why
But when I look into your eyes I see the pain and anger that remains
I feel you pulling away from me emotions drawing cold
Why do you pain my heart when all that I want is to be yours this I could not deny?
Yet her past of which she would not reveal to became the reason of our demise
I am a man in love deeply in love? sickly in love? yet I can tell this woman has a damaged heart
I need not rid myself of this sickness of love? for my soul refuses relinquish the joy of loving so deeply for a woman like her
When she is ready to let of the pain this man will be here to welcome her with open arms
And love her the rest of my life as husband and wife