A migration to Eternal freedom

contest photo by @wakeupkitty

I've been a victim for years
A victim of verbal and physical abuse
From a violent husband
A bully, Dickson was never this way

A once beautiful glamourous young lady
Now looking tattered with a shattered heart
From the incessant blows from an abusive husband
Turned into a punching bag all day long

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I keep wondering, what I've I done wrong?
The once caring Dickson I knew
Now a terrifying dream to me
I've been a shadow of my own self
In my own matrimonial home

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With each day spent at the bar
I anticipate an alcohol influenced being
Arrive in his aura of addiction
Ready to display it's outburst in chaos

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Singlehandedly, I've mothered 2 kids
They can never fall a victim to an abusive father
Thanks to my stars
They haven't been here to witness the entire episode of the drama

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With their maternal grandmother they've grown
In the hometown of their mom, they've blossomed
Enough is enough
I rather die in my roots
Than quench in the hands of a wild beast

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While I anticipate the arrival of a bus
With the other male passenger
I hope to start a new life over
In the terrains of Uruan, that's my hometown

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And hope no woman falls a victim
Yes, a victim to an abusive marriage.
It's never a pleasant experience