Uneven

I don’t understand why people take sides.
Staring at me through chained up eyes.
I was bashed, never beaten;
Violence came to me through home invasion.
Telling the perpetrator to be gone,
From my world,
To stay away;
I don’t want any connection.
He hurt my body,
He still hurts my mind,
He took all that I love and left me behind;
He looks at who I have connection
Trying to declare his innocence
His own glorification
Denying his intent
His uncaring circumvent
Yet stretching his eye
Wanting to know
How I think
What I buy
And where I go.
Trying to tell who I was
From the wrong angle of my face
Refusing to be the lesser man
Worshipping other women to degrade myself and my health.
© 2016

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