She was, too afraid to leave, although her staying where she was, wouldn’t do her NO good whatsoever! But she was, so fearful of leaving him, of leaving the known life of abuse, she’d chosen, to stay.
from this…
Too afraid to leave, I once was too, so, I’d, kept myself, trapped, in this, four-walled, five-bedroom prison, walked on eggshells, readied myself, for that pounding fist, 24/7. Too afraid to leave, I’d raised my child, under this roof of abuse, and one time, I saw that look of fear that should’ve been unknown in a child’s life reflected in her, and, I’d, made my mind up, to go!
not my photo…
Too afraid to leave, but, getting STUCK here, is a way worse way to live, and so, I’d, left, not knowing where the road will lead in the future, I set out, with absolutely, NOTHING on my back………too afraid to leave, because I didn’t know I was actually, capable, of leaving you behind, and now that I’d left, I know, that I’d made, the best choice for my self here!
Too afraid to leave, I no longer am, I just, pack up, and go, and nobody’s ever going to trap me with the lies of love again! Too afraid to leave, it was, once, so very scary, for I’d not had a viable skill, to help myself up, and give my children a stable home, but, leaving that abusive loser, was the best thing I could’ve ever done, and now, the three of us, mother and kids, are not having it easy, but, we no longer get our beatings three times a day anymore, so that’s a HELL of an improvement!!!
to this…
not my photo still…
Life, the Obstacle Course 