Grip

Grip

A Story by Kathryn Smith

I should just walk away
W a l k    A w a y
But it grips me 
I should call it a day
And make my way
but it grips me 



I am trapped in my own cell of misery

and I need to talk to him 

I need to walk away

but the devils got my arm

and he pulls me back into the dark..


I want to scream 

I am tired of how men treat women 

I am tired of being bonded 

He means well


But he needs help. 

My mind hurts. 

My heart hurts. 

I am a cloud of confliction

Just like him 

Was this my fault? 

I cant sleep 

I wish him well 


and more than anything.....



I want a new beginning. 

I want to be respected. 

I want to be well. 

© 2018 Kathryn Smith


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It's ironic how we can form a dependency on the very things or people that keep us in a cage.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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YOU NEED LOVING. So many men treat women badly, ( I was one, but my bad was never physical it was a love them and leave them bad) there is a total lack of respect that seems to be a growing trend ( you might like to read " somebody's daughter")
One day Kathryn, one day....
Hope you are well. Happy New year

Posted 5 Years Ago



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Added on December 23, 2018
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