Blame

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Blame

It's my fault
I wind him up.

It's my fault
He was drunk.

It's my fault
He loves me really.

It's my fault
He didn't mean to hurt me.

It's my fault
His tea should have been ready.

It's my fault
He doesn't like these clothes.

It's my fault
He is really sorry.

It's my fault
See, he's brought me flowers.

It's my fault
He won't do it again.

He's promised me
It's my fault.

12 Comments on “Blame

    • You are welcome. It is a subject that I feel very strongly about. I used to work in a job where I saw first hand, the suffering that ‘women (mostly) who are subject to abuse’ go through.
      I agree that it is not a funny subject at all. Only occasionally do I post a serious poem like this. It probably has more impact that way.

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  1. I love the savagery of this; I’ve known a few women who’ve been abused and it saddens me they sometimes blame themselves instead of the vile contemptible men who abuse; fortunately society is not accepting such abuse any more 🙂

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    • Well said. Society is getting better, but we still have a long way to go. Similarly with race relations and other equality issues! I could go on, but it is Christmas. 😂

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