She had so much love,it just grew and grew.
She used to be so happy.
She used to be so merry.
She used to be so different.
Thats the girl I once knew.
She got involved with the wrong one.
She should of stayed away.
She should of listened to her soul.
Her soul that told her "No!"
Her soul said, "He's not the one.
Damon's not your knight.
He's not your Mr Right"
Mr horrible suddenly attacked.
She had to learn defence.
She got both angry & very sad.
Until one day she couldn't take no more.
Wanted it all to stay far,far away.
Luckily for her,love was on her side.
Luckily for her,she had angels guarding her Soul.
Luckily for her,they willed her to live.
Luckily for her,she just had more love to give.
Luckily for her,she was a very strong woman.
Luckily for her,her love for her children.
She went into herself.
No longer did she cry.
No longer could he hurt.
She stayed strong,so she couldn't get burnt.
But then he went & stayed away.
She knew he'd come crawling back to them
again one day.
He did try to come back.
But thankfully,she weren't gonna have any of that.
It's not fair,you see to play,hurt and tease
the ones you supposed to love,the ones you
supposed to protect for all eternity,for all eternity.
Ten years it took for Angel to realise she was
still alive & for the nightmares to stop.
Angel has found calmness after all this time.
She has found true friends to love once more.
Angel is stronger than ever,but It took ten
whole years to know she will never fall in love again.
She gives love & support to friends,
family & even strangers.
But who gives her love?
Who gives her support?
No one..
She's learnt to live life again,stronger,
but without love.
How can one love without a soul?
How can she love when she's broken inside?
An inspiration to friends & even strangers.
She wears her Heart on her sleeve.
She's forgotten about herself.
She was broken inside.
She still is broken inside.
Where does she get her strength?
Where does she get her energy?
She needs to be held.
She needs to be loved.
She needs support from her one & only Soul,
thats you.
But time is not on her side,it's now or never.
Times not on her side,until they are together.
But she's given up on love,as time won't wait.
She's given up on love,so please don't you hesitate.
She's learnt to live life again.
She's learnt to live one day at a time.
Angel's learnt to live life again.
She's learnt to live each day at a time.
Angel's given up on love.
She's dead inside,she will always be dead inside
Having conquered the first part, escaping a bad situation, I will suggest something for the second part.
In order for us to love others, we have to love ourselves first. That usually takes some time living alone without interacting with others so we can find out who we are and can become truly independent--not requiring anyone else in our lives. And then, a magic thing happens. Others see our value and come in to our lives easily.
Your poem seems to mirror the psyche of a battered woman who grapples with the decision to leave her abuser, and finally has the courage to do so. Sadly, some put all their eggs in one basket, thinking a man is the panacea to turning their life around. While the ending of your poem is pessimistic, cheers to those women who become empowered and assert themselves, no longer falling prey to a charming bully.
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