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A Slave To Love

You made me feel such rage, such disgust
A body that never really felt like my own
Suddenly became yours to cut down to the bone,
Smashed off walls,
Down flights of stairs,
Grabbing hold of me so tight
I’d cower down in fright,
but alas , sometimes, apologies sound like love
“Why do you stay?” shout my friends, who have had enough
The problem is I never learnt to love myself!
Love was just a made up construct sitting on a shelf
Call me a bitch, a slut, a slag
It’s over!
I’m done being your punching bag!
You see, I finally remembered I have a voice
And then I even realised, I DO HAVE A CHOICE!
So I’m shouting my mouth off
For the ones that can’t speak
Taking chunks out of the hands of those nasty-ass creeps
Who dare to even try to stop a brave woman speak, you see
Underestimating me, to such a degree
Often seen as just a ‘pretty’ girl
Just wait to see my brawn
Sorry did I say brawn? Maybe I meant brain
Maybe I’m a triple threat, maybe I’m a flame
Thinking you call all the shots
I jumped on a power train
I realised I’m worth so much more
Than being told I’m just a whore
So now It’s time to fight
Run down in life too many times
And yet to my delight,
I always find the fight
And why?
Because I’m worth much more
I can’t take it anymore,
I will break free

Or I’ll burn this house down…
and I’ll take you with me

Written by by C. Murphy © 2018

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Carrie Murphy

I'm a qualified primary school teacher (not teaching ATM). About a year ago I started writing and I love it. I have a real soft spot for slam poetry.


collectingcoffee · March 3, 2018 at 5:55 am

just a comment that might tick you off..I liked your poem but the very two last sentences are what men say and do when they abuse. The Mentality of no one else will have you…so they kill . I think as we get older we get to a place where we won’t take shit. If a guy doesn’t show up -he’s out the door…if he even thinks hitting or shoving is an appropriate thing -he’s gone. period. My daughter went through a very hard abusive relationship and we kept circling her.Talking to her…in the end it was her decision not are’s, so important. Now he’s gone and she’s still dealing with the trauma.

FlikStar Mum · March 3, 2018 at 6:17 am

I liked reading your poem, and agree with the first poster. I was in a situation similar to yourself and left my husband with 5 children. It’s difficult to construct the right words sometimes and send a strong and uplifting message to other women still in violent relationships. The right message is to leave without any hesitations and keep striving forward to a happy fulfilling life. Keep writing sweetheart and do not be a man’s punching bag!! You are worth more and deserve happiness.

outspoken1987 · March 4, 2018 at 9:06 am

Neither message ‘ticks me off’
At the end of the day it’s your interpretation and opinion and you are entitled to that.
Thank you for reading ☺️

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