Abuse

I hate your nasty ass attitude. I hate that smirk you make when I say something that you don’t like. I hate the way you answer me when it’s a question you are trying to avoid. I hate the way I feel like a child when you raise your voice. I hate that you try to make a scene when other people around to prove a point. I hate that you love to see me in pain that is caused by you.
I have bruises that no doctor can see so police aren’t called and no one can ask if I want to press charges. My smile looks so real that others dismiss my pain as just the normal relationship issues. Secret hiding places I seem to find just to cry and not be asked what’s wrong with you now?
Afraid to leave but scared to stay. ButI do stay because at one point there was love so maybe love will come back. If I act better or say the right thing. Maybe if I dress different or just go with the flow that he is on he will remember why he loved me and I won’t be his emotional punching bag anymore.