LONELY OR DEAD
This body was made for lovin',
and this body is great for huggin',
not for you to be slappin' and shakin',
love makin' or heart breakin',
raising your hand to bruise my face,
or to misunderstand your place,
in my life,
with me as your girlfriend, or your wife.
Because the very first time you hit me,
our relationship will end,
because you have proved to be, an unworthy friend,
there will be no other chance to begin,
or another chance to hit me again,
there will be no secrets from my friends to
disclose, because you used a fist,
to break my nose, out of jealousy and distaste,
I will not have bruises all over my face,
you will not cause me mental pain,
just to make me cry,
I refuse to worry about a black eye,
or being smacked and attacked,
because of self-esteem that you lack.
Yes, everyone argue or disagree,
but that is never an excuse to hit me,
or to do something, so brutally,
as to raise your fist, to abuse me.
Loving and being loved,
doesn't cause this much pain,
I won't allow you to hit me out of vengence and vain.
So don't ever think about hitting me,
or I'll make you pay without pity!
Yes, my lover, I value my life,
and if I allow you to hit me,
you'll believe it's your right,
I expect companionship,
not a street fight.
I would never allow a man
to make a set of drums out of my head,
because I would rather be LONELY,
than to end up DEAD!
Erica M. Hughes
Copyright 1998, Erica Hughes
Reason for writing:
I write Poetry to promote self-esteem for women!
Birth sign: Libra
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