Hurting Poem

Loving A Man That Is A Monster

Just needed to get my feelings out of what I felt today and hoping others can relate and feel like they are not the only ones. Thank you.

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I understand what your going through, but why is it so hard for us to break through? Is it because we know he's strong, or is he weak, and without me he won't go on? I'm tired of the tears I...

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Did You Love Me?

© more by Aletta Eva

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2009 with permission of the Author.

Did you love me?
You would gently caress your hand across my face,
Not punch me over and over again begging for you to stop.
Did you love me?
You would run your hands lovingly through my hair,
Not grab it with your fist and pull it and throw me down.
Did you love me?
To wipe the tears from my eyes and tell me I'm here for you,
Not to tell me to shut up, cry baby, and kick me.
Did you love me?
You would look into my eyes and tell me how special I was to you,
Not say harsh words and spit into my face.
Did you love me?
I loved you
But not the monster I saw last night; you were someone else.
Did you love me?

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I understand what your going through, but why is it so hard for us to break through? Is it because we know he's strong, or is he weak, and without me he won't go on? I'm tired of the tears I shed, tired of fears when I go to bed, tired of voices in my head, telling me to leave but instead, I stay, but why do I stay? Why do I lay with the man who takes my breath away, literately I can't count the times, you beat my head till I lost my mind, but I've lost my mind it's not there you don't believe me because you don't care but that's ok because I do but it doesn't matter because I'm still the fool

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