Stalking, an unnoticed offense
Mental and physical torture, indeed. God, grant us peace.
Stacking,
Harsh talking.
Calling days on end,
...when is this going to end.
We married in two-thousand four,
Split after I jus’couldn’t take it any more.
His last words to me were, “I am going to make your life a living hell”,
There was NOONE to talk to and NO ONE to tell.
Mama was convinced that he still loved me because showered her with gifts each week,
Constantly watching my back, I felt I was playing hide and seek.
I never thought it could happen to me,
My thoughts each and every day was “I jus’wanna’ be free”
...he would not LET me be...
The courts told me that there was nothing they could do because I was not hurt,
I literally had to stay alert.
Him stealing my vehicles which the state deemed as “marital stuff”,
I packed and hid because I had enough.
Starting all over was well worth it though it killed a part of my soul,
This was a very sad part of MYLIFE (.com) that went untold.
Months later I crossed his path again, he pretended nothing was wrong,
By this time I had to gather my strengths and swallow my fears in order to hold my own.
(PRAYING)Eye to eye face to face, I STOOD,
Insults that “I was bitch and a whore” cross those Nigerian lips as I knew it would,
...he would have hit me if he thought he could...
God’s Grace, a smirk and dignity, I walked away telling him that I hope the remainder of his day is all good...
God is an Awesome God
(2004)
It is so very easy to say that this would not have been you.
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