the first time was obviously a mistake.
it was the alcohol acting, not you.
the second, i’m told, was my fault;
my tone was too harsh.
the third and fourth times were confusing.
i accepted the flowers and chocolate you offered as pacifiers anyway.
the fifth took dinner outside, at a lush restaurant of my choice.
it was a rosy night which ended with you pledging to do better,
to never repeat that foul act of laying your hands on me, ever again.
yet, the sixth time came faster than the fifth.
and so did the seventh, eighth and ninth times.
till i lost count.
if blows were rain, insults were the storm yours came with.
your words cutting deep, bleeding into the crevices of my soul.
can’t tell which blow freed me.
how many years has it been?
all i know is, when i finally left,
it was with broken ribs, lost pregnancies and shattered dreams.
and i have since been free.
this is the first of a three-part poetry i’m piecing together on abuse, love and self worth.
this was about finding the courage to leave abusive relationships that don’t serve you. i hope you enjoyed it. thanks for reading.
the second part (which will be on self worth) drops next week God willing 😉
stay safe & mask up!😷
love 😘
liz.
Masterpiece 💯💯💯💯💯
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Thank you baby girl 😘
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“if blows were rain, insults were the storm yours came with.”, part was it for me
Nice one there Liz
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Thanks Daniel. I’m glad you liked it 😌❤️
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The “if blows were rain, insults were the storm yours came with.”, was it for me
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Read it aloud the second time. A bit straightforward but génial !
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Thanks Emefa. Glad you liked it🥰
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Beautiful piece
Can’t wait for the second and third piece 💃
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Thank you Sedem…😘❤️
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Phew, powerful words, Liz. I look forward to the next two parts. Excellent writing. 💕
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Thank you Jeff…❤️❤️
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Welcome, Liz. ❤️
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Nice piece dear
You are a motivation to the world. Keep it up.
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Thank you Lot…😘❤️
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This peotry portrays public predicament.🤩 Charley… keep it up, fantastic.✌️
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Thanks Wizz😌😘
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Love the prom, can’t wait for next week. Pls keep it up 💪
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Thank you Gracie. I’m glad you visited my blog. Do stay around🥰
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Nice piece.. Can’t wait for the next piece. Keep it up Liz!
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Thanks Herty 💓
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Wow… this is deep and nice. Thank you for saying it out loud for those who need to hear and save themselves the hurt. Truly, LOVE SHOULDN’T HURT !
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Thank you Nafisah 💖😌
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Nice one Lizzz 🥰
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De Blai$e…💖💖💖
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Love the peom, can’t wait for next week. Pls keep it up 💪
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Thanks Gracie ❤️
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Thanks dear💞😍
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❤️❤️
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This was a beautiful read
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Thanks dear ☺️
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