7Hit me baby one more time
A/N: Yeah I used the catchy title to try and get you to read this, I'm sorry it's not as Brittany Spears as it sounds. I just want to briefly explain the background behind this poem. I have never written a poem before, I usually write fiction stories for example my current one 'India' EVERYONE REVIEW IT PLEASE. Anyway I decided to write a poem because last month I split up with my boyfriend Jak, we had been going out 17 and a half months; I lied to so many people about what was really going on behind closed doors. He used to be violent towards me, like punching and kicking, but the last straw was when he grabbed my hair and hit my head against a chair. I'm not writing this to get sympathy or empathy or what ever, just as a background to my poem. I have only admitted to myself that I was a victim of domestic violence so this is why everything is coming out now. Thank you.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
This time it was because I went out until late.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
This time it was because I want to lose weight.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
He said I'm trying to impress some other guy.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
He said I'm worthless and my life was a lie.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
I was getting worried, He took off his belt.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
It hurt, I wish you understood how I felt.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
He told me that I shouldn't try and fight.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
He cuddled me, said everything would be alright.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
He said he loved me, and that we should try.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
To work things out, he didn't like to see me cry.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
Blamed it on his schizophrenia,
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
It's like saying I can't love anyone because I have pneumonia.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
If I had waited any longer, if I endured even more pain.
Bang, Thud, I hit the floor,
I might not have got back up again.
I think I was lucky, I think I got away all okay,
But he's going to do it to his next girlfriend,
I can't do anything about it, there's nothing I can say,
My wounds will take a long time to mend.
Fortunately, a boy found me and treats me like I should be,
Says we're gonna get through this, just him and me.
Thank you for reading my poem, I don't mind if you don't review it because I put it on here to get it out of my system. I'm going to dedicate this song to George who looks after me, thank you George. X