When I close my eyes I can still see the anger in your face,
I can feel your fists again, hear you scream that I should know my place,
To this day I don't know why I loved you quite so much,
Why I longed for your kiss, your words, your touch,
Maybe I got used to being hurt, I knew your love was pain,
It seemed so normal when you hit me, I never realized deep down I hid my shame,
I also hid the bruises so noone in the world would know,
But I knew, and inside my heart was breaking even though it didn't show,
Deep inside I believed that you would stop one day,
That soon you'd just love me, there'd be no more bruises to fade away,
It didn't work that way, you couldn't keep your hands off of me,
The pain became too hard to hide, then everyone knew, they could all see,
Instead of leaving you I stayed strong, I tried to see it through,
It got worse and one night you put a gun to my head, and told me "I'm going to kill you",
Just before you pulled the trigger you turned the gun away,
I should of left, but no, still I stayed,
Why did you hate me? How could you even say you loved me?,
It took me years to realize, for me to finally see,
That what we shared wasn't really love at all,
I walked away, I refused to speak to you or take your calls,
It's strange though, when I was just your girlfriend I put up with your ways,
But when I became your wife I couldn't live with it another day,
Just answer me this, why did you have to lie?
You never loved me and now I can see it, everytime I close my eyes.


I wrote this about my ex-husband. The hardest thing I ever did was leave that man.

Another one about the ex- Titled My Husband

Again he lifts that bottle to his lips,
I sit knowing by the end of the night I'll feel his fists,
When morning comes I'll be battered and bruised,
How can I complain, this is the life I choose,
Noone makes me stay, but I've got nowhere else to go,
Besides how would leaving look, I'd be so ashamed to let anyone know,
I can't tell anyone, I feel so lonely, so scared,
If I walked away I'd have noone, nobody would be there,
In my heart I believe he loves me, I do believe he's sorry,
But in my mind I know it's wrong, how can he do this to me?

Wow, they are really really good.
I believe that they help to explain what u go thru, I rap and it helps I write poems and if it helps u then I believe that u shud keep doin what u are doin now.

Keep strong.

Daum Girl u always hit certain subjects right on the nose with your words! I have to say I am a fan of your work now ;) I am sorry you had to go thru that... But like they say what doesnt Kill you only makes you Stronger!

SWEETIE GIRL:
mamita!muy bien,Vveri veri good poems,i can relate, i realli pray u are muchhappier now,being a victim of domestic violence,has and does continue to onli make me stronger!

i am on Mca Recordz in nyc! i am workinon a dv song for my album due out this year,it realli helps to write, express thru lyrics and poems about wat "we" az "women behind the fist"
had beenthru.......

Saludos,ma...{God Bless u,mamita}i pray 4 u, and everyone else onthis great website.......