Leave Him Now

He loves me,

he loves me not.

He loves me,

but to be truthful

he’s showing you love

in the wrong kind of way.

It must really make you question

his sweet love for his honey.

What are you still there?

Why don’t you leave?

How can you stay?

What justifies a man

who does that to his wife, girlfriend or lover?

How can you love a man

who treats you so badly?

Can’t you see the bruises on your face?

Does your body hurt?

Day after day, month after month,

years and years?

Why must you wait?

He’s thrown you on the floor,

beaten you to a pulp,

battered and bruised,

torn and shattered,

thrown his favorite ragdoll

around not caring in the least

how you feel.

Throws verbal words at you too.

What makes you think he will change?

The dead horse won’t alter himself

to please you.

He’s a terrible man

who must be stopped.

You can make that happen,

tell him to leave.

Pack his bags

and don’t return.

Call the cops and get him gone.

You don’t need him,

he’s no good.

How can you still love him

through all that?

Are your eyes blind

to what he is doing to you?

He won’t stop until he’s won

the day,

he buries you dead

in a shallow grave.

And only because

you let him do it

and you didn’t stand on

you own two feet

and listen to your mind.

You silently told him

It’s okay

because I love you still

and keep on beating me,

because I want to die.

Jennifer Jo Fay

November 2011