Another A B C Story

A nother story this time it happens to be about me

B eaten battered and abused and so damned confused

C old hearted and cruel was he but this I could never quite see

D runk half the time and out of his mind

E very time he would drink his personality would change

F or the worst and he would rage at me and he would curse

G uess you could say it became an everyday occurence

H itting me became his only means of control and assurance

I  was afraid to leave more than I was to stay until one day I ran away

J ust as fast as I could I ran with my life tired of being a battered wife

K ept on running and never looked back until now

L eft him the night he nearly killed me with his fists in my face

M y ribs were cracked my eyes were black and I was disgraced

N o longer would he be able to hurt me for I finally left him for good

O ne more beating I could not have stood and he knew it as well as I

P acked up my children and said good-bye with tears in my eyes

Q uestions racing through my mind of how I would live without him

R eflecting upon the good times and the bad and the situation at hand

S carred inside and bruised on the outside so tired of living in fear

T he first time he ever showed his violent side I should have left him

U nder no circumstance should I ever have stayed I know that now

V ery insecure I was at the time and he knew it and he played on it

W omen with low self-esteem like I had don't seem to understand this

X ray vision must be what we need to see through this kind of man

Y ou know it takes a lot of courage to break the cycle of violence

Z any as this poem may sound I hope I have helped someone else to get out!

Reviews

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Very well written. It toches a cord. Abuse of any kind physically, pschologically is frightening. Afraid that if you leave he would find you and the abuse would be worst, but if you stay you may be dead. Afraid you wouldn't servive without him, not accepting that he might kill you if you stay. I was a victim of verbal abue, smacked a few times just one black eye in 23 years. He use to tell me he'll kill me if i leave him. I believed it, so I hung around and didn't leave until I was in my 40's. It wasn't me who had the low self esteem it was fear. He had the low self esteem because he feared losing someone he loved and used fear to keep me there. It didn't matter to him that I stayed out of fear not out of love. You did a wonderful job with this piece, so sorry you had to exprience the ugly to be inspired.

[Valentine]

Wonderful write for October which is battered woman month..I ram 1000 miles away from pain, bruises, drunkenness, his last beating left me with neurocardiogenicsyncope and 10 years of seizures..Run while you can lady..No one treats someone they love with fists, mean words or disrespect..Glad you made it to safety too..God blesss..Valentine

[Dani California]

Debileah, you are a couragous woman for writing
this and I truly admire you!
This cycle of violence and abuse runs rampant in
society and is destroying lives daily... minute by minute....
and people need help. Not only the victims, but the
victims of those victims... because they are there too.
It's a trickling effect...

Wow, this is intense, raw and real.
I understand it on a personal level, and the only thing
I can really add is until the victim is ready to get help,
it won't happen. Until they realize that it isn't their fault
and their self esteem increases.... it remains. It truly is
about self esteem.. sense of worth.. which is what the
abuser preys on to keep them down. This is obviously a
topic that can be discussed and theorized for hours, so
I'll stop here, but I do want to say... God bless you for writing
this and exposing some of the naked truths about it!

I appreciate this, and you for writing it.
Thank you!

[Justin Tobey]

What a well-written (but sad) poem! You really drew me into it all, and I'm glad to see that, once again, you've blended them into one thought instead of writing a bunch of disjointed phrases. Thank you for sharing.

[Carole]

I will rate now. I forgot to....

[Carole]

Wow-I admire your courage and the boldness it took to pick up and leave and start anew. Breaking a cycle of defeat is a tough thing to do, but you did it!

P acked up my children and said good-bye with tears in my eyes

Q uestions racing through my mind of how I would live without him

Definitely has the ability to help other women in the same situation. You valued yourself and your children enough to take a stand. Thank you for sharing this, Deb.

[Bhavya Kaushik]

This is like...wow!! What a great piece of writing. Simply brilliant usage of words and what a great command over the language.
I found it very much sad and dark :(

"P acked up my children and said good-bye with tears in my eyes" This line for me outstands the entire write..It's like so extremely sad and painful..

great work! :)

[Ray Hamilton]

There is no excuse for abuse
Sad but well written Ray { Not a Poet }

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

This is an amazing account of a terrible situation. There are way too many women in this life. The courage it takes to move out of it though is monumental. Your story here expresses the cycle that is this kind of abuse. The fact that you managed to do this story in the abc format and have it just flow so well is a testament to your gift for writing and storytelling! This gave me goosebumps and made me want to cheer right out loud for your courage and your strength! Great write.

Kath

[Jane Doe]

Wonderfully penned. Having been in an abusive relationship I can relate to this poem completely. Well done!