All the games that they play-That she will never win

Stay or Go?

You have a voice-It is up to you to use it

Being in love or being in a relationship has rules, just like a game has rules. It is not Romantic to constantly challenge, control or determine another person’s way of living. If you are one of these people living under another's control, you don’t have to play the games that they are playing with you. There is so much more happiness that you haven’t seen. Violence is not only violence when there is physical harm taking place. Emotional and Mental Manipulations and Abuse are just as, if not more damaging.

Love is always a two way street, and it should never hurt you or the ones that you are with. Don’t sit back and be another statistic-be a voice, which must be heard. This life is your only game-don’t let any one cheat you out of the joy playing it, can bring.

Don't stay thinking things will change-Walk away until they do.

Think hard about your life

It isn't just you who is hurting... Your children are suffering too
It isn't just you who is hurting... Your children are suffering too
You don't have to keep playing
You don't have to keep playing
Get your strength together to stand up for yourself
Get your strength together to stand up for yourself

The games that they play...

She thinks to herself, as he opens the door, What kind of game will be play today?

The last time they played Truth or Dare, she dared him to tell the truth,

But she wasn’t able to hold her ground-for she got tangled up in the lies.

The last time they played Battleship, he sunk every ship she ever hoped to dream,

And he walked out of sight as she scrambled to pick up the pieces and pack them away.

Last time they played Sorry, she said she was sorry for every mistake either of them had ever made, she waited for him to say I’m sorry, but his I’m sorry was always followed with, it was your faults, your issues, your problems-that have always caused his bad behavior-and he demands another I’m sorry from her.

The last time they played Monopoly he advised her to spend all of her money on the things he wanted her to buy, when she landed on the Boardwalk-she was broke, and had looked at her property, and she realized nothing she owned was really what she wanted, and now she couldn’t afford her dreams.

The last time they played Twister, she couldn’t bend to reach where she needed to be, for his hands kept her under him, and she always lost her balance and fell. When she looked up, she saw him tower above her, laughing, every time she fell.

The last time they played Scrabble, none of the words she was able to make-mattered because he always won with the words that he made up and insisted were real.

The last time they played Domino’s; she watched as each piece she stood up was knocked down when he placed his in front of hers.

The last time they played Hide and Seek, no matter where she hid, he found her. She cant figure out, how he always finds her.

She wishes it was her turn or her time to win. But she’s too tired to fight; too tired to argue when he cheats, to tired to demand a rematch. She hates the game,

She hates the game called LIFE.


Love is always a two way street, and it should never hurt you or the ones that you are with. Don’t sit back and be another statistic-be a voice, which must be heard. This life is your only game-don’t let any one cheat you out of the joy playing it, can bring .

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janiek13 6 years ago from Florida's Space Coast

awesome hub. I agree, mental or emotional abuse leaves scars that no one can see.


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Veronica Allen 6 years ago from Georgia

WOW! You do have a way with words H.C. Porter. I love the comparisons you made between real life and boardgames. I would have never thought to compare these items with each other, but they are all so fitting.


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Thank you ladies for being the first to comment on this hub. I hope a few ladies (or men)that need to read it do and are able to gather some understanding from it

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stricktlydating 6 years ago from Australia

Very empowering - and great advice!


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Run Down Battery 6 years ago from UK

Another powerful piece and beautifully written. You're right about one thing... to fight for something implies that there will always be a loser... Looking forward to your next article!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Thank you for commenting Stricktlydating,

I appreciate your feedback-and compliment.

Run Down Battery,

Thanks so much for the encouragement and for reading and commenting on so many of my articles about life struggles. It is nice to hear when someone finds your work empowering and nicely written. :)

Thanks again-to everyone

hc porter


Green Eyes 6 years ago

Not just understanding, total empathy, been there - Sadness. The men who play these games, theirs is the victory - or is it?


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Green Eyes,

I was there for a long time, until I decided I deserved to be happy-and to be with someone who wanted to know me-wanted to see me better myself. So I held my breathe and put my life back together. I have much empathy for all who are still there, I know the fear that comes with waking up in a nightmare. Thanks for your comment

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Craftsmith 6 years ago from India

Beauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuutttiffulll hub there porter...the more i read your hubs...the more i want to come back to read them !


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Craftsmith,

Wow! That was a nice complement. Thanks for saying such a nice thing :) I am glad that you like what you read. Thanks for being a follower!

hc porter


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hypnodude 6 years ago from Italy

Men sometimes are really not that intelligent. Great hub, great way of expressing your point. Very good. Clearly rated up.


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Richieb799 6 years ago from Cardiff, Wales UK

This is a good hub, I try not to take advantage of anyone's feelings, my ex came out with me today and I dunno if she still has strong feelings, she walked around with me in the cold while i took photos of graffiti.. Saw your site at the examiner, do you get paid for that hun? x


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

hypnodude,

Thanks for the Rate Up :) and for the comment

Richie799,

People play all sorts of games-some are more hurtful than others. So you looked on my other site? Thanks :) Yes- I do get paid for the Examiner, I get paid by article and then by page views/comments/subscriptions etc. If you have one in your area, and are interested in applying, put my name down as your referral source-they like it when their writers let other writers know that they exist. Let me know if you have any questions-Ill help out the best I can :)

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steviem 6 years ago

This is so original I love the way you have written this poem,all my poetry is written out of personal experience,I hope this isn't the case for you,keep writing you are mega talented.


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

steviem, thanks for your comment-and the compliment. I am glad that you were able to read this poem and enjoyed it. I was a little nervous when I posted this piece because of the word play that I used to write it-but I am glad that it was understood by so many women. Thanks again for taking the time out of your day to read and comment on my work


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blackreign2012 6 years ago

another good one chickie!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

blackreign2012,

Thanks-as always, you are very encouraging :)


Dhanashri 6 years ago

outstanding hub...!! ur words are really touching...!!!

keep it up...!!


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H.C Porter 6 years ago from Lone Star State Author

dhanashri,

thanks for the comment and the encouragement-I appreciate it greatly


Rejected starting with mother 5 years ago

I just sobbed. Clicked the second one and sobbed more....you and I have lived parallel lives. How do you ever manage to get close to anyone? I am trying now, but still don't know how to relax and allow it to happen. It terrifies me. I've had 11 years of therapy and still do not know how to be loved.....I push them all away before they get the chance to do that to me. There has to be a way. I pray.....


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H.C Porter 5 years ago from Lone Star State Author

Rejected starting with mother

I don’t know the right way to respond to your comment, so I am going to respond with what I was once told, and what I finally came to determine in my own life.

Our past is something that we can not change, but we can change our present and our future by simply changing the way that we look at ourselves and what we have survived.

I decided one day to stop hurting over the past and start feeling in the present. I had to realize a few things, I had choices. I could choose to be happy or to allow myself to wallow in my emotions of self destructions. If I decided to wallow, I was allowing the pain and the people who caused the pain, to win-because I was allowing that pain to determine the rest of my life and I was allowing it to keep me from happiness. I didn’t want for such horrible situations and the people who contributed to them, to win more so than they had. So I began to let go. I cried, I screamed, I wrote everything down that I thought and felt. For me writing is part of my healing processes but I also write because my pain is shared by many. I hope that my pain and story and the way I have chosen to survive can help others or at least give some hope.

I am never happy to hear that someone else has suffered, but am happy to hear that others have survived through the worst that life has show to them. Not allowing others to love you and for you to love them, is no way to live- You will probably have disappointment and heartache, but that is part of life and if you don’t experience it- you will never be happy and never feel whole- which is something that you deserve. I applaud you for your efforts to recover through therapy- but unless you can accept the past as being the past the future will not be any better.

Thank you for reading my work and for being brave enough to comment- I wish I had a magic spell that could make your world better-but the truth is, you are the only one who has that power. Hang in there…

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