The Whisper That Became a Roar
My life with you was stagnant and sad
Seeing your anger, most everything made you mad
The evil energy in the house one could cut with a knife
Living with you was so oppressive devoid of any light
I tried to hide it from the children, but to no avail
They saw your violence, and watched your spit sail
You held them captive so I would go mad
You coward, somehow you rationalized it would not make our kids sad
Your yelling was penetrating, we thought it would never end
Through the roof, our nerves you would send
Your words were so confusing, I got dizzy and felt like I was in hell,
You would follow me around the house, I finally fell
The letter of our demise shown to our kids
I only found it accidentally and hid
You were planning at Christmas to blow us away
Our daughter only three told me in dismay
Mom, why does dad say we'll die on Christmas and then all come back?
I slept in their rooms, both of my kids, for weeks on my back
I tried ever so hard to act calm for you
When your older, you'll understand why mom felt so blue
Once the judge ordered him out it got worse
He would creep up behind me and suddenly lurch
Why are you afraid he would say with a grin?
You have fear issues and why are you so paranoid, and lift up my chin
He would trance like, hypnotize the kids and put them on the table
His eyes would glass over, and to move they were not able
Till I told him I would film him and show a judge for to see
He'd say I had skeletons in the closet and the judge would take them from me
I acted calm as if I were not afraid, of the one thing I could not lose
My beautiful children, the best thing I have ever done
My treasured daughter and my son
I can't believe I used to love this monster, who was he?
The judge moved him out of the house, But we had paid a grand fee
Remember when you'd follow me on the steps of our room, you would tell and pronounce to me, I had chest pain, that I was having a heart attack, God I had to leave
You kept coming at me till I had to run out of the house just to breathe
My God I believed you, You scared the life out of me,
I could not talk, nor think straight, My legs felt like they would fall from underneath,like spaghetti,
You used to seem beautiful, not ugly and even your face,
My therapist claimed, this is the worst classic case
I am not bitter
I am free
I am so happy
My life right now is for my kids, not me
You taught me a lot
What to look out for
My soft whisper has now become a roar
A wolf in sheep's clothing, but now I have my life back,
God has healed us, our lives are on track
Freedom oh sweet freedom, I do so love you
Thanks to all those that helped me through this, you were my strength and my glue,
I have my life back now, I thank you for loving me
Life is a gift, peace is what we now see
Thank you God for letting me have the courage to leave the strife
Not much can bother me now, I feel so grateful, and the world is our oyster, This is our new life!!!
You taught me a lot
What to look out for
My once soft whisper, Is forever a loud roar
WeeeeeeeeeHeeeee
© Laura Rogers Arne
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Beautifully expressed. I'm glad you got free. So many don't.
Bless you for finding the strength to escape from this brutality - so many of us don't know the real person we love until it is too late. The poem, in truth, is a credit to your resilience. Here's hoping that the healing for you and your children continues.
No one deserves to go through what you have. I'm glad you are free of him and I hope the children are healing as well. It is frightening how manipulative people, like the sociopath you married, can be. It is remarkable how suddenly they change...all the while blaming others when things don't go right.
I'm so glad you are away from this relationship, however, I hope you have had plenty of guidance to understand the process and 'quiet submission' that goes on when we are 'wooed' by someone as sick as this man.
Happy holidays. I was entranced by your poem. UP/U
That beautiful smile on your face says it all. Thank God for your freedom. You are a CATALYST. You have no idea what you have done for me. Thank you dear Laura. Thank you...
It was so brave to write this piece, although it must have brought back such pain for you. It's positive to pour out all that pain on paper. In metaphysics classes I've taken, sometimes they ask you what your power animal is, as we all have angels and guides in our lives. I guess your power animal is the Lion, and I'm so happy you are roaring! Bless you.
Its the best, and knowing that no one can ever take that from you ever. ;)
QudsiaP1
Thanks so very much.
This left me speechless, so powerful, so strong, remarkably done!
Healing touch, Praise the lord you are out I know this story oh so well. This was my life this was your life lets rejoice and be happy that we are no longer held captive to this insanity. Thank you for letting this out and letting it go I know talking about this subject is not the easiest but it makes one feel better.
Smiles and hugs
bella
Wow, i so much love this piece of work. Nice piece of work.Cheers
Just found your hubs. I am very excited to read more. Thank you for sharing. I wish I could not relate so well to your poem. Hooray for you!
Healing Touch – Too many men in this world is incompetent husbands and fathers - truly a major problem. The mother instinct of women forces them to grow (emotionally), much faster than men. Just a thought: In the far past the responsibility to provide for and to protect women and children force men to grow, but since the 2nd World War women help men with this task, earning bread as hard, if not harder, taking the responsibility off men's shoulders. Could this perhaps be the reason why most boys never become the men they should be? Aaaa, there are too many possible reasons. I’m soooo glad you are free and happy. I’m roaring with you.
You are so much more than a survivor-- you are a thriver; a beautiful person and spirit who is prospering and thriving against all odds. God bless you for finding a support group and therapist and doing what you had to do to keep your kids and yourself sane and safe.
Amen! WB
Right on Point! Keep spreading the word in the way you do it. Your rewards await you;]
Stay positive, trust in God for your happiness and everything else good in life will follow. Very nice hub and inspirational. I'm now following you.
skellie
Thanks so much for the blessings. Life is so sweet now. I am so glad you stopped by
I felt every word, had chills up my spine. It is so hard, fighting that sort of evil. Bless you and your children, for finding the strength. Enjoy the freedom, you have all so rightly earnt :D
Awesome and up
Amazing! I spent nine months once with a violent man until I made my escape. This was one of those less-than-wise rebound marriages. He sounds like a puppy compared to the vicious dog you describe. Your roar would move mountains. God bless you and your courage to keep you and your children safe. God is so good!
DexisView,
Thanks so much for the uplifting comments. Kids are the best and we parents will do whatever it takes.
Inspirational words from a survivor. Excellent poem.
Rated up/beautiful
Healing Touch, You are a strong woman. Our kids are our gifts for many reasons. Isn't amazing the strength we find for them. Glad you made it out in one piece.
What an inspiring hub.Thank you for sharing your experience.
Though I always pray that the same may not happen to me when I marry, I just hope that even if it does, may I have the courage and the strength to do what you did. Thank you.God bless you and your kids. They are blessed to have you and I am sure they appreciate it.
Thank you for sharing so selflessly your personal experiences.It takes great courage to come through what you have and to become a better person for it is a tribute to your character. Well done! Voted up and awesome!
great hub, profound keep what you do best,
leabeth
I am so happy you are strong. I too have become so strong. Hugs back to
Thank you for your sad but lovely poem. Many years ago I also escaped from a 5 year marriage with mental abuse. From this ordeal I became a strong person and would not allow anyone to step on me anymore. Hugs Galore!
From one lioness to another, Kudos! I've also overcome the horrors of domestic violence and life couldn't be more beautiful now with just me and my son. Thanks for sharing it; it's important to give hope to others in these situations.
I echoe the words of others...chilling, captivating in its fear level...thankful for our ysurvival...appalled by the evil possibility you escaped...amazed by your recovery...and yet you still dream about it. Blessings
Thank-you for following me because through your act, I was brought here and to your writings. Isn't it funny how life brings us where we need to be?
I had the closest thing to a flashback as I've had in years just now reading your poem.
"You held them captive so I would go mad
You coward, somehow you rationalized it would not make our kids sad"
To say that I understand this is the understatement of the century. It was like watching someone hold a gun to their heads or a knife to their throats and being a dancing puppet, praying I made the right moves to gain his attention - away from them and to me. All the while his manner was disguised to them and they thought me insane, never realizing how much danger they were in. ack - chills - I thought this was all out of my system but apparently I may need a little more work.
Your work here and the work you did in freeing yourself and your children is nothing short of magnificent!
Bel Marshall. Thanks for your most loving comments. Bless you as well.
This gave me chills. God bless you and your children. You protected your babies and that is what good mothers do.
You know, You will make a great writer! I like your writing style, it brings the audience or readers close to the event! Truthfully, you have the style and talent to give us a great novel! Great job! I am a fan now.
Healing Touch,
What a beautiful haunting story your words tell. I am glad you are free, I am glad you are a survivor. I am glad that you are here to tell your tale, and help others with your courage. Thank you, your words touched me. I too am a survivor, and thank you for sharing those touching moments.
Blessings,
Laurie
Healing Touch - Up and awesome! I salute you for finding the courage to ROAR! and for being a survivor. May you and your children always walk in peace and harmony.
I hope you are sure you are not still in danger, some monsters only want the worst for you at any risk. Protect yourself if so.
Beautiful job, you are beautiful through and through, You go girl, you go! :D aloha Dear aloha
I've been in the same situation facing the same thing. My heart goes out. God bless!
..gee this is a real tough one to read ..... I wish I could come through this screen right now and give you a big hug ......
I believe in`Receive the children in reverence; educate them in love; let them go forth in freedom.' But for some children all are cruel, unhealthy.
Only 3 months out of my relationship now and I am grateful for so many things on a daily basis - I will never take anything for granted again. The last 2 of the 7 years were the worst. It's been 3 months since I last got called useless/ idiot/ stupid, 3 months since I was asked 'do you want me to break your nose?', 'do you want me to smash your face in?'. Reading your words has inspired me to want to get my experiences out there too - mainly to highlight the reality of there being life on the other side. We are truly blessed to have survived and gained strength through survival xxx
wow... you captured some raw emotion here!!!
Outstanding.
Very inspiring. I really appreciate how you survive in this life. I have to learn much from you. Thank you very much.
Fantastic!! Im at a loss for words. Very good writing.
I must tell you, poetry has never been my 'thing' but this gave me goosebumps! I am sorry that you had to go through pain. Being abused is something we will always carry within, yet it can make us stronger. You are a strong person for having not only survived it, but being able to speak about it. No, not speak, YELL about it and let your voice be heard! What a great poem and the strength behind it! God Bless you!!
I read this and cried.
You are truly such a courageous woman
PS: thansk for joining my fan club :)
I just want you to know that I was right there with you............ and here we are. The thought that someone once wanted me dead still has the power to rattle me; saving grace came from the knowledge that he didn't have enough power over me to do it.
I remember the threats, and I remember the hovering............ the bully stance that made me squirm. Memories of absolute terror, and the eventual realization that I really couldn't continue believing that he wouldn't do exactly what he said he'd do. Some call it foolishness, some call it stupidity, and me.......... I just call it the belief in human goodness, I know you understand............ that's who we are.
So many people don't know who we are. They see the mother in us; they see what they want to see, and often think "no way, not her." They don't understand that it wasn't weakness that kept us locked away in the prison of an abusive marriage; it was the inner strength that kept us there........... you can't survive with it. Sister......... we survived. God has blessed us both............ Kaie
Oh sweet sister. You know I would do anything for you and it is not necessary to figure out why I got the big C. Love is all that matters. Hugs
Wow. Your eyes have seen much within his pools of rage. Nothing offers more appreciation for life than finding the will to live and live with courage. My heart weeps at the concept of your fear, and rejoyces at the knowledge of your freedom. What a retchid, retchid man. I think I can hear you roar from here Healing Touch...
I am honored to have your words to read~
~Always choose love~
K9
Those were very dark and scary days. He sure didn't like me around because I saw who he was and wasn't emotionally involved as you were. I thank God Every Day that you had the courage to leave this evil man.
Healing Touch,
You and I -- we have lived lives that are so similar. I am proud of you for finding the strength, the courage and the love for yourself and your children to leave. I am extremely happy for you and your children that you have begun a fresh, happy and peaceful life.
It is difficult to write, yet it is healing. Thank you for writing this. This will inspire someone to think about their relationship. Maybe this will provide the catalyst for their change.
{{{HUGS}}}
Beth
There is something very awe inspiring about this and yes, I agree the "Lioness" comments is apt. A brave hub on a sensitive subject.
What a beautiful yet sad poem...but with a happy ending. Great share..
Thanks for sharing! It is a process...
Now wasn't it worth going thru all that just so you could write this great poem? (I'm guessing "NO!").
Glad you survived! :0)
You are a Mighty Lioness, A Great Healer, Woman and Mother! Bless You, The Very Best to You and Yours! Thank you for sharing your tale of Terror! I love the Dixie Chicks Video you included, I am listening as i comment. Peace
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