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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Experience · #1377725
Controllable by freewill, this cancer called emotional abuse.
Why would you take the liberty and interpret
That a slap, a kick, a hit and run
Not being considerate of other people’s feelings
Feels like a caressing cuddle or an endearing smooch?

Jealousy gone too far
Livid because you’re working and
Providing for the family
Your kids
Makes no freakin’ sense to me

Tears from a hand-slap cannot replace a kiss,
Gentle words and hugs
Just remember that
Giving back, reciprocating
Is like butter on a toasty, light brown
Or the ample amount of amaretto and Dixie Crystal
Saturating espresso

Don’t get me wrong, but don’t expect to hold on
If you continue to condone this cold and cruel behavior
Causing emotional and spiritual detachment
This chaos, this mess,
Don’t you realize that
You may have attracted the wrong people
With your self-esteem
Plummeting to the core
Dangling like a piece of meat.

Crying your eyes out,
The tears flowing like a raging waterfall
During a torrential rainfall
In a dark, blinding thunderstorm
From the lightning flash of a punch to the jaw poking ribs
Thunder roaring from grunge

Heart shattered like a chandelier
Them expecting you to give all and spend time
However, in return it’s the complete opposite
You either run away when you say we’d go out
You’ll hang up on me when you tell me to call
Or not call me back when you say you will
Very disrespectful of you
But the catch-22 is that I’m not allow to verbalize
What I’m feeling
This junk ain’t fair
I did go for it in the past
But I won’t go for it anymore
Because…
Covering up this exploitation with lame excuses does not definitely
Cut it

But you cut thru like a searing, sharp steak Ginsu knife
Sharp intuition
Knows when something does not add up
Word for word
Line for line
You know what’s up…or do you?

…But you hold it in…

I don’t know why
Crying victims would say
“He or she loves me” when he or she definitely do not
It shouldn’t come out to be this way
Why? Why?
The pressure
I couldn’t take it anymore
I couldn’t take this
Not this crap anyday
Not like I used to

The lies, the deceit, the neglect
To fall for someone so sociopathic
Was all about themselves
Trying to get ahead illegally
That s a sham
A shame
To leave yourself out there to be a booty call or a game
Token
Of their own choosing
Like they use at Chuck E. Cheese’s
Or Putt-Putt
Sick, twisted
They will never prosper through this uninhibited moment of infamy

I forgive them jokers
The healing of forgiveness
They will go down
Eventually
On their knees
And repent for what they did.
Taking baby steps now
Stages and stages…
Seek out the Lord to hold your hand
You’ll make it.

He is love
The greatest love
That covers the multitude of all sin and wickedness
Just trust Him
Because without Him we can do nothing
Love is beautiful
Love is kind
Love is health, prosperity, healing, faith, etc….

And He’ll send you a symbol of love.

(Kiss kiss, deuces…stay strong!!)

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