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Inside …

 

Everyone saw you as the

perfect catch

A man of you word…

Someone dedicated not only

to people but faith

 

No one knew the secret

No one knew the darkness

How your soul hid the

deepest truth …

But I did …

 

Your delight in putting me down

Me personally…

My friends..

Even my chosen career…

Nothing was safe when you began

to berate me…

embarrass me…

destroy my soul with your words

or even worse with your silence

 

Abuse comes in many forms

your choice left nothing visible

nothing that I could show others

and say … “This is what he does to me.”

I suffered in silence for ten long

years before I decided not to be

your victim ever again …

Or …

To ever let anyone treat

me in such a way again …

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Royal Street, 2010

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Royal Street, 2010

Looking into the
court yard with
nervous curiosity
she saw the sign
 
Palm’s Read…
it said
 
Did she dare…
Did she want to know…
Things were different
than before
 
He walked through
a far archway
and invited
her to sit
 
Opening a
Leather Bound
Journal
Searching its
pages
 
“Ah…here you
are,” he said.
 
“I have been
waiting for
your return.”
 
Royal Street, 2010
She had been
here before
Thankfully it
survived Katrina
 
Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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Player

You wooed me with

Words of Love

Praises and Promises

Caught me

And

I lost my heart…

My soul…

Given freely in answer

to you Courtship

Now…promises broken

Words of anger and blame

Trapped by what I thought was real

I know now it was

All a game for you

One you played again and again

Moving from heart to broken heart

Like a hummingbird flitting in a field of flowers

Everything changed…

Yet, I did nothing different…

Nothing wrong…

I gave freely

Only to be ignored…

Abandoned…

Blamed for things

I did not say or do

All part of your game…

Build someone up…

Only…

To deliberately tear them apart

And feed your sadistic Ego.

Stronger than you thought…

I survived your game

Now, the played is

The Survivor…

The Winner…

Observing you from the side

You continue to leave

A string of destruction in

Your wake

Victim after victim

Hopefully they will

Learn

 

 

© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

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