Poem of a Battered Woman

You were always right, even when you were wrong
You would say I was weak, when I knew I was strong
You made promises to me, ones that you did not keep
You continued to hurt me, you made me weep
The embarrassment I would feel, from the glances I would get
I was sure people were thinking, “Did she not learn yet”
All of your cheating and all of your lying
You hurt me so much, I felt I was dying
You always told me that I would fail
But in the end I did prevail

– Rhonda Vermette