Promises Are Meant To Be Broken Poem by MoNique Jones

cuddling turned into a choke hold
lovetaps turned into bruises
runnning your fingers through my hair,
quickly turned to snatching it out

Play wrestling with you lead to me being
drag the hall with you holding my foot not letting go

Tears of joy soon turned into ones of sorrow
My Laughter became screams of help
My Screams of help went unanswered

You Promise me many times that
this would be the last time you ever harm me

BUT REMEMBER THAT PROMISES ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN! !