My man didn't hide from my eyes his self-pleasure;
He was not good at deception measures.

Though, for much of our relationship; I was devoted to him;
He thought I was very dim.

He prefered to do obscene things for himself and block me
out;
He thought he was clever; without a doubt.

He knew I suffered from depression;
But, he didn't care to hide his verbal and physical
aggression.

He preferred taboo alternatives to his girl;
When he should have treated her like a precious pearl.

The problem was he did not respect me;
He would hit me, demean me, and reject me.

He need not have compared me to a down's syndrome child;
And a sappy greeting card is an apology that was mild.

For nine long years, he did abuser her;
A thirty to forty-year old pizza delivery boy, what a
loser!

For the longest time, he didn't tell her that he hadn't
gotten a divorce;
He was such a nerd; he believed in the Force.

He was also mentally sexually explicit;
Comfort from me, he did not elicit.

He never, ever used protection;
Even after she was raped, and she got an infection.