Joanne Does Not Want to Stay
- Joanne Thinks She Has To Stay - A Poem of Domestic V...
A poem detailing a wife's struggle to love her husband when he is abusive to her.
- Joanne Wonders Why She Stays
A woman in an abusive relationship is starting to question the validity of her marriage.
Joanne is trapped.
She is someone else or at least she used to be
Before she married him.
She wants to be who she used to be again,
Free and self-confident.
She wants to live without fear
and without pain.
She wants this abuse to come to an end.
She will make him stop treating her this way.
Joanne waits for the man who used to be the love of her life.
She has made dinner just the way he expects.
She will sit with him while he eats and.
When he is licking the spoon from his oreo pudding,
He will realize there is a different end to this meal.
"You don't love me like I deserve.
I am not your property. You don't own me.
Look what being married to you has made me.
You have made me second guess every decision in my life for the past ten years because I knew every decision I made would not be the right one according to you.
I have allowed you to make me a nonperson.
You make me feel as if I don't matter.
You say my thoughts are not valid.
My point of view is a joke.
My focus for our entire married life has been the impossible task of trying to please you.
I have tried to make you happy.
I have tried to be what you thought you needed me to be.
I am tired beyond tired of the shouting and the name calling.
I can't stand the fighting.
I am tired of the hospital visits and the lies to cover up why I am there so often.
I am sick of being scared when you put your fist through the wall
Or sling your ashtray across the room.
You are not going to treat me like this anymore.
This is over.
I cannot and I will not live like this anymore."
"911. What is your emergency?"
"I just shot my husband. He's dead."
Joanne hangs up the phone and
For the first time in ten years,
She is at peace.
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