Every Day
by Kim Schuelke
It’s heart and flowers day,
Tonight you’ll dine with me.
And what will you do the next day?
Will you mock, or curse, or hit me?
It’s snuggle up and kiss day.
Tonight you will lie with me.
And what will you do the next day?
Will you stay with me or leave me?
I’m tired of these special days.
They sicken and disgust me.
I t isn’t Happy Valentine’s Day
Unless it’s every day you love me.
A vivid poem on the cycle of "abuse" - I was familiar with this but God had better plans and am now free. I can read your poem and not feel
afraid anymore. Thanks!
Cynthia
Be always safe,
Karen
Edwin