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A good thing
A poem by Julie Bush She’s the sweetest person I know When he drinks his words hurt her so He screams and yells He puts her through verbal Hell And yet through all this One day a good thing he’ll miss When she can afford to get away And her own place to stay Her I so admire Through all that’s transpired She puts on a brave face No pain on it will you trace He seemed nice at first After all I hear into anger I want to burst Asking what’s wrong with you Can’t you see what you’re putting her through When you’re drunk you can’t She records your drunken rants When you she finally is able to leave You better wake up and believe She won’t be back For I know it’s love she doesn’t lack But you do And all you’ve been through Will you feel any sorrow For a good thing that won’t come back tomorrow |
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A good thing A poem by Julie Bush She’s the sweetest person I know When he drinks his words hurt her so He screams and yells He puts her through verbal Hell And yet through all this One day a good thing he’ll miss When she can afford to get away And her own place to stay Her I so admire Through all that’s transpired She puts on a brave face No pain on it will you trace He seemed nice at first After all I hear into anger I want to burst Asking what’s wrong with you Can’t you see what you’re putting her through When you’re drunk you can’t She records your drunken rants When you she finally is able to leave You better wake up and believe She won’t be back For I know it’s love she doesn’t lack But you do And all you’ve been through Will you feel any sorrow For a good thing that won’t come back tomorrow Very well written |
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A good thing A poem by Julie Bush She’s the sweetest person I know When he drinks his words hurt her so He screams and yells He puts her through verbal Hell And yet through all this One day a good thing he’ll miss When she can afford to get away And her own place to stay Her I so admire Through all that’s transpired She puts on a brave face No pain on it will you trace He seemed nice at first After all I hear into anger I want to burst Asking what’s wrong with you Can’t you see what you’re putting her through When you’re drunk you can’t She records your drunken rants When you she finally is able to leave You better wake up and believe She won’t be back For I know it’s love she doesn’t lack But you do And all you’ve been through Will you feel any sorrow For a good thing that won’t come back tomorrow Lovely Julie, Beautiful description and a sonorous sound... |
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Thanks Jasmine and Alan . I have a really good friend who is actually going through this very situation and it’s hard for me to sit on the sidelines while she goes through this . Her mom is nice but unfortunately she’s a drinker too so it’s a double whammy for her but at least she not a mean drunk like he is . She wants to divorce him and get her own place but money is tight for her right now. She’s said that when he’s asked her to go buy a pack of beer for him she says “No” and he tells her he wants a divorce and she’s said “Fine” but he hasn’t filed for one either. Poor thing I really wish I could do more for her.
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Thanks Jasmine and Alan . I have a really good friend who is actually going through this very situation and it’s hard for me to sit on the sidelines while she goes through this . Her mom is nice but unfortunately she’s a drinker too so it’s a double whammy for her but at least she not a mean drunk like he is . She wants to divorce him and get her own place but money is tight for her right now. She’s said that when he’s asked her to go buy a pack of beer for him she says “No” and he tells her he wants a divorce and she’s said “Fine” but he hasn’t filed for one either. Poor thing I really wish I could do more for her. She needs strength to make the right decision and take ownership of her life. Pray to God to give her strength. |
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thank you Julie, that is a really great poem, tried to reply to you from my thing but couldn't, be safe from the virus, have lovely weekend bye
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A painful depiction of an all too common problem, Julie.
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Yep Technovative. And yet one not talked about too often either because they’re afraid to sometimes. So far from what I can tell he hasn’t physically abused her but either is painful. Yeah Jasmine she wants to and I know in my heart she can but you only can take one step at time and she also has certain health issues that I’m afraid hold her back. I told her in an e-mail last night that I admire her courage for putting up with a guy like that. I’m not sure if he’s ever apologized to her for when he does but then again his excuses would be it wasn’t me but the alcohols fault and that’s still no excuse. I’d like to say that not only are you hurting the person or persons you love but you’re also hurting yourself. Some probably grew up with an alcoholic parent(s) and thus became one themselves because they experienced the same thing or maybe it was a friend some who knows why they started. If she can rise above it so can you .
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Ah ha! No wonder you like poetry....you write too. A sad poem indeed. Thanks for sharing gorgeous xxx
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the best thing she can honestly do, is get away from him
it starts off verbal, then a few slaps & bruises, then before you know it shes covered in blood or he is, or worse... it happens a lot, my old neighbour in a shared student building was bully his gf, hits her, makes her bleed, she would sleep in the communal toilets, he was nice by day but at night was OK cocaine & others drugs, he was very volient, he got into a fight with the drug dealer next door and both got broken bones, but she stayed, even with cuts around her neck we reported it to west yorkshire police about 100 times, the police, council etc never helped, they didn't care, even when other girls in the building was being attacked, no matter how much we did try find help, no help came my friend in Europe, she was married to a Polish man, he would be nice before they married, after, call her all kinds of names, abuse her, rape her, he damaged get great and her trust, and her confidence in herself, she run away after many years of abuse to London, where she only had 50 pounds, she met me and i helped her get food, and housing, she got herself a job on Oxford Street London, she looked like she was going to be OK, but she would tell me her nightmares and show pics of the scars, long story short, she sent me an email, saying thank-you for being the kindest man i ever met, most people are evil and hurt me, I'm scared to be friends with anyone, i don't deserve to live or be on this earth, that was in 2018... no matter how much we tried to get in contact, we couldn't get a reply, she quit her job, she was being bullied there, i meet the manager and he was a scum bag putting it mildly, she disappeared, and i went into a depression, wondering if i didn't do enough, could i have found her more help, did i not see the signs.. I really thought she was going to be OK, she would come to our building, she was happy, she would smile have dinner there, and meet up with others, seemed OK, but deep inside she was really hurting, her husband had took away her dreams, i spent 2 years writing to her email... hoping she was OK, asking her to be safe, to believe in herself, to go back and study, to heal herself and best way is to get stronger and do the things she wanted to do, music and art... i wrote every month, just to show her someone didn't give up and someone cared, i just had this feeling she was still out there... and Feb this year... she replied... i was literally giving up... thought she wasn't alive, as none of her friends that we found, had seen or heard of her, she got herself another job, she made enough money to go back to europe get a room, and pay for a university course in art & music, and she didn't reply, as she didn't want anyone to know where she was.. she got the highest grade with honors at the university, and she wrote back thanking me for being the only person who tried to get her to believe in herself and to follow her dreams... now she wants to come to the UK again and take a post graduate degree.... if she can get through the virus scare, and get help to do the courses... i think she is stronger than she knows, and more clever& talented than she can ever realise, i just knew, she was strong, and was a fighter, from all the hours and weeks listening to her in 2017... this is the thing, many women stay, because they are strong, because they are full of love and FORGIVENESS to her boyfriends who built them... they love them & blame the drink & drugs, and then it gets too much, there get hurt so bad, they they have to realise getting away is the only safe and right thing to do. so for your friend, please, either get her to break away, she can stay in touch with him, but find him help, before he hurts her or her friends or another girl... she needs to get away, and see if he changes, if she goes back, and if he then goes back to drinking, then there is pretty much not much that can be done, if he is not strong without the booze her life is suffering, she is living in pain and fear, she is in danger everyday she needs to protect herself, and him, by being away, and finding him help, she might need help too, even if to realise many things. this happens to thousands of women & girls of all ages, and there are places that can try to help, but if only you try as well. above everything, her safety should be priority, if she can't do it herself, you might have to use your duty of care, to try protect your friend. for her future and her life. i pray she will be safe and he will come back into the good man she fell in love with. thank-you again. bye. |
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sorry typos in there this app uses microscopic fonts
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Yes, I do LadyWind7. It’s been almost 3 years or so since last I wrote one, maybe even 4. I know this since I’m on another site (not a singles one) and the bulk of my posts were poems.
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Yeah RHY, I know where it could end up but if she felt it went that far then I know she’d be smart enough to get away from him. Problem is I don’t think her mom is living next door to them as she mentioned she went to live with her brother which must be out of town. I asked her if he’s ever apologized for his actions and he hasn’t, thinks he’s right attitude (typical ). You can tell someone time and again to get away but there are factors where they can’t and feel like they want to make it on their own without help from family or friends. Trying to afford it is another thing, a lawyer or judge to pay for a divorce costs money, an apartment costs money (they aren’t cheap here like any city) and she still has medical bills to pay even after insurance has coveted what they can and building up savings takes time too when you work part-time. When she feels ready and can do so I know she will, just give her time then she will .
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