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Loving a madman...

I think about how i should have
Left a long time ago..
How he used to publicly pretend to adore me
Knowing it was all a show.
How he demands everything,
Yet gives nothing.

I should have known that the stalking
Meant that his obsession was getting worse.
Being the object of a madman's affection
Was indeed a gift and a curse.

Should have known he was a Leo
When he roared the first time he got a little jealous.
He'd always control his woman
So he could brag about it to the fellas.

Telling them how he locks it down
So there's no way another man
Could ever think about coming around.
And that was cute to me...
For awhile...

But soon his jealousy bordered on obsession
And he treated me
Like i was his possession.
We went from playing it by ear
To dating,to in a relationship,to...
Damn near married.
All in a matter of a few weeks.
Now that was scary.

But the problem was that I
Didn't get the memo'
'Cause as usual i was the last to know.

But my reality check came with a
With a bruised rib and a black eye.
A quick back hand when i asked why...

Why would you hurt the one
You say you care about.
The disfigurement of my face
Prevented me from wanting to being seen
In any public place.

My family and friends say leave.
Don't look back.
But i say he needs me.
I'd be wrong to do that.

Well i wished i would have listened.
Yet i ignored their pleas.
Because i couldn't resist him...
Crying to me on his knees,
Saying how he was sorry
He'd never do it again.
Like a fool i stayed.
I had to stand by my man.

Promises he made,
To treat me like a queen.
Only to turn around a few days later
And forget what promises really mean.

He heard a rumor about me and another guy...
I knew he was wrong,
But i didn't dare ask why.
I just looked at him .
A man i never knew.
Turn into a madman.
I already knew what he'd do.

He thought i was afraid,
But i was just fed up.
His anger consumed him.
As he knuckled up.
So many blows i took.
Until i felt no more.
The neighbors heard the commotion.
So they burst through the door.
As he took the frustrations of his world
Out on me.
I drifted into darkness
Until i could no longer see.

Realizing what he did,
He begged and pleaded
To me and God to forgive him...
Because help was all he needed.
He wanted another chance
To make his crooked ways straight.
But the broken spirit inside me has ascended
And now it's too late...


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