I walk through the door day by day just to get hit in my face. <br /> <br />I ask why dose he do this to me he calls it putting me in my place. <br /> <br />I cook, <br />And cook, <br />And clean, <br />And clean, <br /> Just to be looked down on <br />I sit in the house all alone every night. <br /> <br />But dose he care? ? <br /> No <br />Will he ever? ? <br /> Maybe so <br />But I won't be the fool waiting for him to come back <br />They say love your man to the fullest but what if your being attacked. <br /> <br />I don't want to be apart of this tourcher, <br />I don't want to be apart of this world, <br />I don't want to be another statistic that states, <br /> <br /> Another non-surviving battered girl.<br /><br />Lechelle Jones (01.24.91,D.C)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/battered-wife-not-a-personal-experience/
