Trapped

I sit here
A slave to your manipulation
Emotionally abused
Mentally raped
While you tell your lies to others
Your friends all think I’m crazy
While you look as if to be
The sane and calm one
You and your friends
Make fun of me
Making jokes on me
I feel I need to hide from you
I wish I could go far away
Somewhere you can’t find me
Will I ever escape the hell
You put me through
I thought divorce would end it all
But even after divorce
Your abuse still reigns
I feel like I’ve lost control
My will to live
My strength
My hope
My faith…
Will I ever find love
Or will I always be the crazy insane one
While you remain the sane calm one
Yet, always the victim
To my manipulation????

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