Why I suffered?
Words: by me
It's been so long since I last remember his face, the slap on my face, his hands felt like they were going to kill me. How could he beat me and say he loves me at the same time? Why make all those promises when all he had to was break them everyday? Why marry me when all you did was talk to other girls and cheat infront of my eyes? Why run after me, when I was better off alone and trying to reach out for something better? My life is destroyed, I can not turn back or ahead, I don't know where to go. I have no real home, no real friends and no husband anymore. I have no love. Look at her, she loves someone but can not even look at someone else, she thought he was her life, her everything but all she got in return was lies and more betrayal and more drama.. more games.. both these women share a similar story, the only difference is one is married and the other isn't. Both these women suffered and they suffered because of their love, because the men they loved did not 'care, respect and understand' them. It was as if they were as good as being dead and as if their existence did not mean anything at all!
As these women cried in their loneliness, there was no one to help them, as if the world had betrayed them and now everything seemed so hard, every little challenge seemed impossible. When you have nobody to care for you, love you and give you the attention, life is worse than death. When trust breaks, everything ends.
Why I suffered is a real life story about two women who suffered because they were 'too good to be true' and because they believed in 'loyalty and being faithful till the end'.. but it so turns out their being too good was never enough for their men.. their men took it as if they deserved it all along but they actually didn't. One got beaten up because her husband cheated on her , the other got mentally tortured and ignored when she needed love and care. Where should these women go, do you have the answer?
We build dreams in our imagination and wish they would come true some day but some people live dreaming and die dreaming.. this a story of these two women. Both in suffering.. they ask, why I suffered?
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