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poem . This bleak black hole (how he makes me feel)
Posted on 11/06/09, 03:03 am
This bleak black hole
I am trying to crawl out this bleak black hole
Something to release me from my dark sole
This big cloud, hiding all positivity from sight
Please won’t someone help switch on the light?
Out of green rope I made a noose
It was good and tight, not loose
I learnt from the net, the hangman’s not
Memorised, when needed, it won’t be forgot.
I want to go, I want to go soon
No other way out of this doom and gloom
I am pushed and pulled in every direction
Getting more sick, fearing rejection
If I could be prettier, more slim
Perhaps this battle I could win
If only I could do what he does ask
Even if I was good at just one task
If I talk then ask too much,
Begging for affection, a gentle touch
All I see is contempt, a cruel streak
Making me cry, vulnerable and weak
Intelligent, but my opinions count for knout
Never finish my sentence as he begins to shout
Black or white, no shades of grey
A common thing that he would say.
All this misery and pain
Not stopping I go round again
Low self esteem, feeling insecure
But really can’t take this any more
All can see the writing on the wall
I am heading for one huge fall
Never ending, just one huge mess
Alive or dead, couldn’t care a less!
I am trying to crawl out this bleak black hole
Something to release me from my dark sole
This big cloud, hiding all positivity from sight
Please won’t someone help switch on the light?
Out of green rope I made a noose
It was good and tight, not loose
I learnt from the net, the hangman’s not
Memorised, when needed, it won’t be forgot.
I want to go, I want to go soon
No other way out of this doom and gloom
I am pushed and pulled in every direction
Getting more sick, fearing rejection
If I could be prettier, more slim
Perhaps this battle I could win
If only I could do what he does ask
Even if I was good at just one task
If I talk then ask too much,
Begging for affection, a gentle touch
All I see is contempt, a cruel streak
Making me cry, vulnerable and weak
Intelligent, but my opinions count for knout
Never finish my sentence as he begins to shout
Black or white, no shades of grey
A common thing that he would say.
All this misery and pain
Not stopping I go round again
Low self esteem, feeling insecure
But really can’t take this any more
All can see the writing on the wall
I am heading for one huge fall
Never ending, just one huge mess
Alive or dead, couldn’t care a less!
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Reply #1 11/06/09 6:00pm
Hey Vicky, I hope you are able to climb out of your black hole soon. No one that cares about you would have you feeling so much despair. He is not worth it. -
Reply #2 11/07/09 9:42am
thank you SUSYP, have crawled out, just need to learn not to go there again, I will not be going back with him again. The name James is a dangerous name and a dangerous man.
I could make excuses, he was in the army 23 years etc, but there are no excuses for treating people with contempt and disrespect.
We women always seem to have more friends than men and support each other better.
if these men actually had freinds they may not be so f*****d up, and then blame us
vicki
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