To My Abuser
I'm through with you, can't hurt me anymore
You've had your fun, got what was in store
You played the controlling game too long
I'm free from you now and know you were wrong
You kept me scared and full of fear
You've lost control, this is your tear
No more bruises or black eyes from you
You can take back the fist you once drew
In the winter you can't blow out the pilot light
To keep me cold, you would have to fight
The telephone I can use any time
After all it's no longer your dime
My family and friends are here for me
I'm not sad anymore, but filled with glee
I'm a happy person, found a decent man
He doesn't abuse me, just because he can
You're a sick man and don't deserve anyone
So live your life alone, because i am done
poem by Donna Nimmo
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