Why Do We Stay

Sunday, March 3, 2013

So many people have  asked me why I stayed so long and they say I wouldn't have stayed the first time a man raises his hand to me I would leave ....But they fail to see it's just not raising his hand ...It's days, weeks and months of brain washing ...They belittle their victim and take away any self confidence their victim has ....Most victims have low self esteem and that is why the abuser chooses them  ... By reading this poem I hope it help you understand a little better .......
Why Did We Stay
So many people ask us this  question why did you stay so long
The first time that he hurt you didn’t you realize then the love was gone
Well let me try to paint you a picture of what  life was like living in that hell
And maybe you will understand what it was really like coping in that prison cell

First take with me a little trip to a town somewhere in a far and distant place
And let me point out to you a lady full of innocence and a smile upon her face
Now watch as a man approaches her and tells her he can make all her dreams come true
And listen as he tells her come with me I promise I will always take good care of you

Lets follow her to his world where he first showers her with promises and love
Lets watch as she realizes this man must be an angel that was sent from up above
Now lets watch him really carefully as she makes a little everyday mistake
Can you hear him say you are so stupid as the tears fall down her face

Watch now how he takes her in his arms and tells her don’t cry its all okay
Listen as he tells her please don’t let it bother you I love you anyway
But wait lets not leave quite yet there are still lots of things left to see
Lets watch as he slowly takes her pride from her then her confidence and dignity

Lets watch as she turns from the mirror and ask Do you think I’m pretty tonight
Listen as he answers your pretty to me and that’s all that really matters right
Lets move ahead to a year or two now and  see what’s happening at their place
Do you see her ? There she is laying on the floor with bruises on her face

Do you see her laying there bruised bleeding and crying begging for her life
While he stands above her yelling you are so lucky I took you for my wife
No one else would have you and put up with the stupid things you do and say
Do you realize now without me your nothing  and I will never let you get away

Please don’t leave yet  there is just a few more things I want you to see and hear
Look carefully at her face now see its blankness and  sad eyes and look at that empty stare
Can you see how he has taken her very soul away and he did it so gradually day after day
He has left nothing now but a empty shell with no thoughts of her own and no will to run


Can you understand a little better now what happen to her and why she chose to stay
Did you see how he got her to believe without him she would never find her way
Lets leave now because she’s about to come to her crossroad where she decides which road to choose
And no matter what her choice is I hope you understand a little better since you’ve walked in her shoes

 © 2002 KB

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“But is it such a bad thing to live like this for just a little while? Just for a few months of one's life, is it so awful to travel through time with no greater ambition than to find the next lovely meal? Or to learn how to speak a language for no higher purpose than that it pleases your ear to hear it? Or to nap in a garden, in a patch of sunlight, in the middle of the day, right next to your favourite fountain? And then to do it again the next day?”
Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

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