Chapter Six – Samantha
Samantha held herself from the pain
Needed to protect herself
And while he hit her
She grew weaker and weaker
She couldn't support herself.
Samantha fell to her knees,
Collapsed in a pool of herself.
David watched in wonder
Questioned why she responded like this.
Samantha watched him
Wanted him to keep away
She did not enjoy his company
And noticed his emotions
She never saw him happy
Often saw him sad, hurt, upset, lost
Lost like a little baby
He would never admit it.
Samantha grew sick
Her stomach twisted and turned
When he did not call for her
She cried in her corner
Every time he walked by
Her stomach burned
She did not feel hate
And wondered why
She'd never felt this way
So sad, so full of wonder
She couldn't bring herself to hate him
Knew she couldn't be sick.
Samantha wondered what it was.
She knew.
She knew it made no sense.
She knew she did not want it.
How can you love a man
Who hurts you
And destroys you
And makes you feel worthless
A whore, a slut
It didn't make sense.
But it was.
And Samantha knew.