Run!

“Run!!!”, you feel, that gnawing sensation, that’s in the depth of your stomachs, urging you! From what? You really didn’t know, but, you followed this call of your “instinct”…

this, is NO way to live!!!  Not my picture…

Run!!! Make your escape from ALL of this BULLSHIT you were raised in, but how can I, I’m, trapped here, and I can’t, find a way out. Run!!! Or, you will surely, BE dead in NO time, you’d heard ALL who had been hurt by their worse halves (instead of better halves???) tell you, but where, can you run? He’d found you, NO matter where you go, and what’s worse was, he’s, holding your kids hostage, knowing that, you will, NEVER be able to, abandon them, but, if you don’t, make that hardest choice of your life, you might end up, DEAD, so, WHAT, do you do? You go back to him, and, endure many, many, MANY more years of abuse, assaults, and everything that comes at you, by his hands…

All the while, you think, you had, at least, been there, physically, for your young, but, they were always, WATCHING, how their daddy was, mistreating their mamas, and so, how do you think, that, would make your young children turn out??? Oh yeah, those Little Johns will end up, BEATING on women, just like their daddies did to their mommies, while those, Little Janes, they’re going to, assume the role of the battered women, because, that, is what they grow up, WATCHING, and for them, there is, NO other way, after all, children end up, JUST like their own parents, unless, unless, YOU do something ‘bout it!

still handling abuse, passively here, NOT my photograph still…

So, where, CAN you, R-U-N to, huh? To be, completely, OUTSIDE of your cycles of abuse???