How You Treat Me

Straight out of the burning heart i hope i have left...

   I am your punching bag, Your dart board
I am but a game, a toy in your hazel eyes
You throw me around like a hacky sack
 When will the investigators surmise?

I lay there with arms wide open
Waiting for you to do your attack
Please hurt me, please break me
Dont wait another second to holdback.

I am your target at a shooting range
How many bullets will it take?
Burn holes through my broken body
Make me scream through all my ache.

Cowardness is where all this is taking you
Deeper and deeper after every hit
To my body, all has gone numb
My burning torch is no longer lit.

But i will continue to lay next to you
Just put myself up as the prize
Because under all the abuse and hate
I see a great person in disguise.

Reviews

[Coyote]

I think the accepted convention is you should walk ...
or at least back a back
its a trade off, maybe you can help but maybe not now
don't get addicted to the @mission@
P

[Wicahpi]

A characterization of abuse that no woman she endure; though sadly, I believe, most of us have. Well written about a battered woman who has the compassion to find a spark of goodness in a scared weak little boy. For I'm sorry, he is not a man.

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

Very nicely done. I feel a person with unfounded trust in another. I'm sure that is how many abused women feel. There has to be something good in the man who once displayed love.

[Whitney]

Aw.

I know exactly how this feels.
I love your command over words.

This is beautiful.

Great job.

[An owl on the moon]

So beautifully bittersweet. Powerful words perfectly expressed about the pain of relationships we too often find ourselves in... Amazing!

Craig