THE SILENT PRAYERS
THE SILENT PRAYERS
I pray
Silently to my self
For the reasons to why
Why I went though so much
Fought hard to be free
Just to see my own come up
And go though the same things
I try hard to tell them
It be hard
And that you make of it
The best you can
Do they listen
No
They think that
I dont want them to have
Fun and a relationship
Ob but I do
But if you got to fuss and fight
Thats not how it suppose to go at all
Love honor and obey
Is the way to go
But no
They dont listen
Thats why
I sit
And I pray in silent
For me and mine
And better days to come
My mom and me
Cacth pure hell
From the men that we had
Though my father was good to me
Most times any ways
I didnt want for an thing that I didnt get
But on the other hand
He was mean to my mom
I dont know why
The beatin she took just made me mad
And when I came of age
I jump out in the mix of things
Got tossed around a few times but
I hung in there
Guess that cool him down a bit
Seeing that he was out numbered wit my mom and me
Though she didnt want me to mix in
And I knew it was wrong
But something had to stop
I know my mom got tier of the beatin
And I was tier of seein it
I saw these things
I went though these things
Now its happening yet again
Wit my girls
One is in a wheelchair
The other is verbal abuse
Still words hurts just as bad in my book
And all of this is the reasons why
I pray
Silently to me self
For the reasons why
For me and mine
Written By: Bettie Davis ——————————————– © June 25 , 2o11
Sad write here, Bettie.
My heart goes out to all victims of domestic violence. I am glad things got better for your mom when you were physically strong enough to give your father pause on the beatdowns he gave her—you are right Bettie…there is strength in numbers!
Good ink Bettie :love:
(((Bettie))) I , as a survivor of abuse will tell anyone…SAVE YOURSELF. It is so sad to know people are too afraid to leave but I do understand their fears…No one can tell me they’ve no where to go…There are too many churches , shelters, etc… Family is not the only answer to a place to go. Love ya..
Praying with you indeed. So eloquently expressed.
Love your children for who they are bettie i know its hard to watch it happen,, to see it and not able to say a word,, oh mom you just dont know,, you cant understand.. hes not like that its only when,,, etc the words keep coming or hes not like the other one! tahts worse because you see the bruises and know thats not true i pray you find peace inside bettie,, you’ve had it hard time to take time for bettie,, lvoe your children,, but love your self too hon,, and know i do too always inky
Thank you for your kind and com forming words my sweet sister .. Yea I hear theses words far to many times every week end it a new one and some times the same … Oh but mom if I call his probate r he will go to jail I dont want that on my hands she will say … Although he had not put hands on her yet I still fear for her … Poor thing dont get enough rest stay up all night him talkin bout nothing then sleep all day while she gone to work doing nothing cant even keep a job … I know you love me and your words does help me in more ways than you will ever know thank you for lovin me so much … He he he sometime I think you love me more than myself … Your the best … Love Ya :love: :love:
Bettie… your heart is so so beautiful and loving!
You took what you been through and helped others
your a sweet sweet soul :love:
Your comment here means a lots to me and your friendship I shall treasure always .. Thank you much … Hugs :love: :love: