Hamster Wheel - Poem by Hannah Torres
He touches me with one hand,
while he beats me with the other.
A never ending cycle.
Like a hamster on a wheel, going round and round.
But when is it going to stop?
When can I be his abuser and not the abused?
When can I call the shots?
When can I get away from this?
Is this what a relationship really? Loving someone while they hurt you instead.
Being their freedom while your in chains.
Reliving every scar as it's own memory.
You can't change him.
You can't change is actions.
You can't change the past.
But maybe you can get off of that hamster wheel instead.
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