Battered and Bruised
The day and nights go by and seem a blur,
We all get down and under the weather.
Just knowing someone is their somehow makes it better.
Being alone and on your own ,we long for the days of old.
Those younger years have dissapeared and been replaced by fear.
Fear of being alone ,bitter and cold.
I thought I had found the one I could hold an show love.
but was not to be for he left me standing in the shadows of confusion.
No reason was told and my heart was and is still broken.
For I now know those three words will never be spoken.
Lost and confused what shall I do fore I have lost you.
never told you that I loved you.
Battered and bruised by the years of abuse ,there was no excuse.
So I turned to you hoping to find shelter in those strong arms.
Fell for you charm and warmth.
All I ever wanted to hear was I want and need you dear!
The abuse was in my past,yet never eally got the chance to know if we would last.
Here I sit with no one to hold and show me how it feels to really know the comforts of love
Never know passions of a relationship meant to last
where two become one soul ,being able to grow old with that special someone.
You are out there ,when you read this you will know .
Hopefully return one day,before I am old and pass away.
By Michelle Davis Jackson
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