Hands folded for prayers
Knowing God can hear from any where
Down on my knees
No matter where I was God heard me
Time's I would think no one did care
Deep down I knew God was there
When my husband would pull me by my hair
Down the flight of stairs
It could had been worst he could had pulled my hair out
Instead I just got a headache no doubt
I'm a survivor
When to my chest was his knife
He could had cut deep but I had God in my life
When he shot me it could had killed me that night
I could had died as they gave me my last rites
Instead of close to the liver the bullet could had hit my heart
With my faith I never part
My husband's fist and his bad games
And calling me bad names
Could had been worst but I knew to pray
Every night every day
I'm a survivor
He never kept his wedding vows
Always causing pain somehow
Now his wedding band I'll throw away
For his soul I still pray
It could had been worst I know
As each day the abuse would grow
I knew to turn to God and I knew some day
He would get me free some way
Many many years abuse I went through
But to God I knew I could turn to
No more tears of abuse will there be
No more hiding the pain that was done to me
I am thankful God send many angels my way
I now can say
I must say, you are not only a survivor; you're a very strong survivor. If you are able to put yourself out there through your writing, then you allow the possibility that you may help someone else who might be in that situation right now. Very, very moving.
I especially like how you credit your faith in God within this piece. Sometimes people just don't have anyone to turn to, and since people are people, they even forget about God. A very good write (:
A wonderful write Mary. It shows your determination to count your blessings rather than dwelling on all your problems...and certainly declaring your awareness of God's guidence in your life will assure that He will always be with you. Sending angels your way my sis.
Love...liz/sis
I too am greatful to have survived, I'm sorry you had to go through that. It takes strength and courage and you write so well about what happened, beautifully penned. Thank you for sharing. Debileah