I love him to death, but dead my soul has become.
He says he loves me but to me it seems as,
though his emotions
have gone numb.
He abuses me mentally and emotionally, and I take
it
because I feel like hes the only one that cares.
I'm fat, ugly, stupid and uneduacated is what he says.
He makes me cry almost every day and still I take it. I love him.
I mean who else would want me? I'm a ninteen year old
high school dropp out. I have a child and something else.
Pregnancy wasn't the only thing he gave me, what I
didn't know was, he was carrying an STD called HPV.
I hate him for it but I can not do any thing about it but
stick with him, I would not want to hurt others like he has hurt me.
I'm not going to lie about the fact that I have HPV
Now do u see why I still love him,
Because no one else would love me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If this is a true confession. It is a genuine tragedy. If it isn't. It's the best thing I read today. What a choice. How do I grade that? GW62