Verbal Abuse

R Ray Hansell
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He yells he screams He calls me names I know my friends Are not treated the same He never ever hits me All he does is yell I keep it to myself Living in my own private hell I know that abuse Comes in different forms Most times with him It like the calm before the storm Things will be just fine Nothing will be wrong But then he flies into a rage It's then I wish I was never born His voice gets loud as he yells He jumps out of his chair Sometimes I feel he'll hit me As he looks at me with a blank stare Most times it takes a while Then his yelling comes to an end But the fear he has instilled in me I know will never mend I want so much to leave him But yet, I don't dare I think in some sick way Deep inside he cares But I know for my own well being I must break free I know that if one day I don't The outcome will be bad for me 12-11-06/RjH

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