I got flowers today!

It wasn’t my birthday or any other special day.
We had our first argument last night,
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn’t mean the things he said;
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!

It wasn’t our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and then started choking me. It seemed unreal, a nightmare, but you wake up from nightmares; And I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over — but I know he is sorry; Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!

And it wasn’t Valentines Day or any other special day.
Last night he beat me and threatened to kill me;
Make-up and long sleeves didn’t hide the cuts and bruises this time; I couldn’t go to work today because I didn’t want anyone to know — but I know he’s sorry;
Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today!

And it wasn’t Mother’s Day or any other special day.
Last night he beat me up again, and it was much worse than all the other times. If I leave him, what will I do? How will I take care of my kids? What about money? I’m afraid of him, but I’m too scared and dependent to leave him! But he must be sorry; Because he sent me flowers today.

I got flowers today…

Today was a very special day – it was the day of my funeral.
Last night he finally killed me; He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered enough courage and strength to leave him, I would not have gotten flowers…today.

By Paulette Kelly

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Oct 20, 2015
You are eloquent.
by: Anonymous

You eloquently express the danger of loving a psychopath. I hope you can spread your words, your essay, to others in danger.
My father eventually killed my mother when she was 58, after a married life of battering.
Bless you for what you have written.

Oct 20, 2015
by: Lynn

I want to take credit for writing that, but I did not. I am currently in an abusive relationship and a friend sent that to me. She sent it because she doesn't know what to do anymore. She told me that because she can't help, she has put me in the "Jesus basket", and going to let him deal with things, but she does send me things sometimes in an attempt to take the blinders off I believe. I'm so sorry about your mother. I'm afraid my children will be writing the same thing about me one day, yet, there's no way out. Thanks for reading!

Dec 31, 2015
by: Anonymous

This is truly a beautiful poem. But its also sad because it tells the horrors domestic violence victims go through.
I have been in an abusive marriage for 23 years. I am now on the path to healing and eventually leaving. I'm hoping 2016 will be my year. I try to not cause any waves while I plan my escape. But everyone says that to me. The next time could be the worst and last time.
Thank you for sharing this.

Oct 29, 2016
I'm praying you disn't get flowers.
by: Tapring

Hi Lynn I read your comment but instead of flowers I am praying that you received the love and courage you needed to get out of the danger your were in. I haven't delt with physical abuse. But I have delt with verabal..emotional and mental abuse. Abuse is abuse. Please respond and let us know that you turned down those flowers!

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