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Domestic Abuse

 

When you’d hit me,

people always thought

you were playing.

But I knew otherwise.

 

When you’d call me

names, you’d insist

you were joking.

But I knew otherwise.

 

And I blamed myself,

I blamed myself,

I blamed myself.

 

When you said you

loved me, it was a lie.

When you said you

needed me, you lied.

 

There’s no such thing

as love when there’s

that much pain. You

lied, you lied, you lied.

 

And I blamed myself,

for so long,

I blamed myself.

 

You were my poison,

and I drank you in

like I was starved

for life-saving water.

 

And I put up with it

for so long, because

I didn’t know what

else to drink.

 

And I blame myself,

I blame myself,

I blame myself.

 

 Karin Dickinson

11-14-11

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  1. November 14, 2011 at 4:32 pm

    This made me cry.

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