Hit Me Once For Good Mesure.A Poem by Rachel DeHart
I'm scared of what I've found
Scared of all the thoughts floating in my head. I'm terrified of what I'm saying, but the words they've already left my mouth. I am going to say I'm sorry right now. Before you even get angry. I'm going to say sorry because I know what I'm about to say, it wont be easy. I am in love with him still. And I don't want to move on at all. All the talk of finding another, its all been a front. I am in love with the beatings. I am in love with the pain. I am in love with the bad way he treats me. And I don't want the loneliness that fills me when his hate for me doesn't. I know that this sounds bad. And I know that I shouldn't feel this way. But I swear right now, thatifhe'donlyhitme I might be able to let go. I just need something physical to show me, that it really is that bad. I just want something solid to prove that I'm not making the wrong choice. But without any proof I'll just keep running this loop. This roundabout back to him. Back to the crying and falling apart. I need it. I need him. I love him and hate myself. And being with him does both oh so well © 2008 Rachel DeHartAuthor's Note
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Added on July 30, 2008Last Updated on August 8, 2008 AuthorRachel DeHartFalls Church, VAAboutEvery day I wake up now is a gift, because I tried to stop the sun from rising. I find talking to be the hardest thing ever, but I am trying to find the words. My hair is a constantly changing cre.. more..Writing
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