Living Experience (Toronto)
Betrayed (Violence Against Women And Children)
I’ve tried to write the words,
Surely something to say,
For the way you’ve treated me,
How we ended it that day.
It matters not how we met,
What matters is what we felt,
Was it really genuine?
I touch the swollen welts.
I trusted you with things,
That I never told another soul,
Things that hurt and scarred me,
That you’d keep till we grew old.
The betrayal you bestowed upon me,
Minimizing, laughing at my pain,
All my secrets now exposed,
Make me think that I’m insane.
It matters not what you did to me,
These scars will one day heal,
Our son is another story,
What is he supposed to feel?
Betrayed, broken, sided and torn,
To a loyalty that shouldn’t exist,
All the lessons that we taught him,
That no one should use their fists!
I owe him a thousand apologies,
For the truth I couldn't see,
That you were not genuine,
Not to him and not to me.
Thank you for the lesson,
Not just mine alone,
Now a new journey begins,
That we can call our own.
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