My Boyfriend's Bruises

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Always loved him
Always trusted him
Until now
Until I had to start hiding
Under my clothes
Where no one could see
The marks left behind after a fight
His hands so loving one minute
So cruel the next
Leaves me to wonder
Should I stay or should I go?
Far, far away from the stinging blows of....
My boyfriend's bruises


Not been together too long
Guess I should have waited longer for us to get closer
Know each other better
Before I gave him my love to savor
Regret gnaws at me inside
I should have listened to my friends
They tried to warn me
They tried so very hard to get me to listen to the rumors about
This man I adore but hate
This man lifting a hand
Anytime he thinks that I'm stepping out of line
My punishment comes swiftly and quickly
Once again I find my body baring the fury of.....
My boyfriend's bruises


Nobody knows what he does to me
When it's just the 2 of us
Alone back at his apartment
In private
Again and again
No, he does not please
It's not all to what you think
His thrills come from taking out his rage
His anger and his pain at the outside world
He takes out at me
Smiling all the while
He whispers that if I were a better girlfriend
He would't have to be so cruel and cold leaving behind....
My boyfriend's bruises


Thinking about suicide
There seems to be no other way
No other escape but this
So sorry everybody
I know it's all my fault
I should have been better to him
Then he would't have to hurt me so bad
Killed my independent
Crying inside
So very unhappy
That I know I have no other choice but to leave him and this cruel world far behind
And go where I'll never ever have to cry again or fear
Knowing that I made my man a monster
Dying
Leaving so that he can be the good man he once was before I met him


Before I made him strike me with.....


My boyfriend's bruises


© 2006 RAMONA THOMPSON (All rights reserved)

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