The Accuser and The Abuser
Again I’ve been
Up all night
Now here it is
The morning light
Struggling anymore
Just to sleep
The hurt and pain
Run too deep
It won’t stop
The nightmare of abuse
Again I’m struggling
And still confused
How could this
Ever be my fault
I’m thankful I didn’t repeat
What I was taught
Thank God I couldn’t
Have been an abuser
Couldn’t have handled
Being that type of loser
My take is I’m
Lucky to be here
Had to overcome
So much fear
Had to overcome thinking
I was a bad person
When I thought I was there
Things would start to worsen
I spent all those years
Thinking it was me
Struggling with why
I was made to bleed
How do people live
With having beat someone
Leaving them lying there
Totally and completely stunned
You must find a way
To not wind up a loser
When your accuser is
The actual abuser
Author: Rodney Timms
February 24, 2012
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