The Abuser Poem by April Humason

The Abuser



You beat me down
Leaving me with a frown
When I deserve a crown
But your just a clown
That likes me run-down

I'm black and blue
But it was due
Because I didn't follow your cue
Now I can't undo
What our kids had to view

You through you've won
As you knocked me out
But it left our son
Very much stun
Wanting to grab a gun

Everyday I stay knowing I might die
But nobody here's me cry
So I cover my black eye
Living fearful as days pass by
Knowing one day I must say my goodbye

But I still love you today
So I drop to my knees to pray
That as I stay
And try to obey
That you might change your way

But your an abuser
And I'm just the accuser
With the loser
Thats a user
Turning me into a boozer

Monday, February 9, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Abuse
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April Humason

April Humason

Fort Worth, Texas
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