An abusive relationship

Dec 06, 2006 12:21

He offered me the ring
It sparkled with promises of security
A good life
An interesting and intelligent job like my Dad had
A full ride scholarship
A chance to make enough money that I could finally have a horse
A chance to not be poor
A chance to not work so hard

I took the ring
I was entranced by the promises
By his own smoothness and poise
He was fine, so very fine
He had a look of nobility about him
A look of style and pride
Pride that could be mine
If I joined him

It was beautiful at first
Indeed life was grand for several years
I did all he asked and he was satisfied
But adolescence came
And I was not satisfied
I yearned for something more
I yearned for an actual touch
but he could not touch me
he could only produce what was promised
and nothing more

So I began to seek out choices
Were there other things I could do besides his list which I had memorized by now?
He was not satisfying to me
I met with others
Danced with them
Most I was not so entranced by
But then I met another
This one, a real living and breathing human being
and I was entranced
This human promised me nothing
but there was friendship
and it satisfied more than the list of things to do
And he did not seem to care

Then things got harder
Time passed by
And he became angry
He demanded more, more
and reminded me of phantoms of the past
horrible things I wished I had forgotten
in order to drive me on

Now I am stuck here
He drives me on
We fight, sometimes, but you won't see
Since he lives in my head
The ring is in my head too
But they are there
they are very nearly real to me
And I serve him still
Though sometimes I wish I didn't
But the style and sleekness of his appearance
and the promises he gave
and still gives
Lures me on
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