Comments : Beaten Inside...

  • 15 years ago

    by Sylvia

    So dark and I know where you are coming from. Some things will never change. Giving up on a situation like this does not mean you are a quitter. Sometimes it is for the better. You are a survior and you will make it. Well done.

  • 15 years ago

    by groovydude

    Omg ! that was beautiful. I so understand you, and I`m so happy to know you find sunshine in your childs love. GREAT WRITE

  • 15 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    What would we do without our kids, for them
    we live & breathe. I hope you are okay, this
    is such a painful read..take care my friend.

  • 15 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    I can't add to this, you've penned a sad situation with just a touch of a sigh.

  • 15 years ago

    by Jackie

    An excellent poem, so sad what many women and sometimes men have to endure. 5/5

  • 15 years ago

    by Em

    Im bruised, and Im battered, Im beaten inside.
    This pain in my heart Im finding so hard to hide.
    I put on a front every day that I live ...
    But someday I feel my emotions will give.
    *I felt like this a little time ago and it wasn't nice. Powerful start.*
    I try not to cry, but its so hard to do.
    When someones so cruel, and they're meant to love you.
    I'm his emotional toy.. that he knifes deep inside,
    Then twists it around... hurting all of my pride.
    *OMG, wow. I can relate to this so badly.*
    I'm useless, Im helpless, I dont know what to do.
    He has made my worth shatter, my smiles they are few.
    He loves to control ... hold me tight in his power,
    Causing the me thats inside me to fade hour by hour.
    *Love this stanza. This is what my ex did to me. Couldn't do anything etc.*
    Till Im ready to give up, but I won't for the sake,
    Of my kids, Im gona keep going, when I look in their face.
    I see love and compassion of the dearest kind,
    Im so glad that I have them, and that they are mine.
    *Our children help us through eveything. Deep yet beautiful poem as always. 5/5, Em*