Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Abuse - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Her eyes were filled with disbelief
She could not comprehend
How could the person she loved…
Degrade her and then pretend

They had taken vows and promised to cherish
To love and honor for the rest of their days
With demeaning control he extinguished
The flame of trust with a hateful craze

Her love for him numbed as she spoke cautiously
Trying not to induce a tilt on an unpredictable scale
Not knowing why she had become the object
Of torment and made to feel psychologically frail

Each day a fear was present that she would die
She kept the home in order and tried to please
His rages began to spill over onto their family
All rationalization for remaining began freeze

No longer is she concerned only for her safety
What would you suggest if you were in her plight?
She has to find a way to protect her young children
Would you leave with the kids or fight stay and fight?


Comments about Abuse by Theresa Ann Moore

  • (11/20/2007 9:01:00 AM)


    Difficult question Theresa, THE CHILDREN MUST COME FIRST, my heart goes out to the situation. Well written voted regards Chris (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 23, 2011


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