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How to get out

October 28, 2022October 28, 2022 Phil Lister14 Comments

I need to get away

From this abuse so bad

Taking its toll on me

Feeling so sad

He’s not violent with me

At least not physically

Although it’s still torture

The way he bullies

You just wouldn’t know

He’d never do it to your face

The mental abuse

I feel so disgraced

I wonder why he does it

Why he has to control

He enjoys his puppet

That he can mould

Whatever he wants

His every whim

I have to do it

Or else he is mean

It just never stops

Again and again

I wish it would

I feel such shame

How to get out

How to leave

I’m tired now

I just want peace

Be strong

July 24, 2021 Phil Lister4 Comments

Remembering when

We used to be small

When we used to laugh

A joy to be born

When parents could be nice

We weren’t beaten and bruised

Just relying on innocence

Not knowing the word abused

But a few of us unlucky

To be where we were

Silence and quivering

Not daring to stir

Not to get up early

Or to make a noise

Mustn’t disturb them

Cannot have a voice

The beatings taken

Black and blue

Bones cracked

Shattered through

Shy children

Not daring to talk

Too scared at school

It showed in the walk

Where would we go?

If we could ever run

What would happen to us?

If we returned home

We can always talk

Escape can be made

Talk to someone, anyone

You can get away

You can always talk to someone. The scariest part is leaving. There are always people that can help.

Be strong

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Maybe the next time

October 29, 2020October 29, 2020 Phil Lister3 Comments

As I awoke in my pit of despair

Laid out on the floor as a carcas left to rot

The flies were probably seeking their next meal

I was probably an eternity after the expiration date

Clutching my head as if it mattered

The afternoon sun pulsing through the dreary nets

The burning rays on my brow

Self pity was on my lips from the night before

Somewhere between the cheapest vodka and the stains on my shirt

A stream of bottles littered the floor

If only it was a river with a breakneck current

I wish it would suck me in never to return to my hell

Why is there always a next time?

An afternoon awakening sunrise

Maybe the next time I lose myself in the bottle

I can disappear for good

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Abused; am I a fool?

January 22, 2019January 22, 2019 Phil Lister1 Comment

Treat me mean

As you always do

It’s all I deserve

My life is through

I’m here to serve

Your every wish

Cut me deep

The pain is bliss

Your abuse often

It affects my mind

It turns my head

Just like wine

At least if drunk

I can forget

The marks you tread

Footprints left

I have no choice

To stay by your side

I am yours

I must abide

My heart broken

Just like my bones

Is this normal

No place like home

You always said

If I ever leave

You would get me

No reprieve

Would it be worse

Then the pain I feel

Forever faithful

This is real

Please, I have to go

Once and for all

Don’t worry about me

Am I a fool

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