The pic above accurately represents what I went through on a daily basis, I would be that guy on the ground, trying not to get hit.•~•

His eyes were as black as coal, and his teeth a mustard yellow. His lip curled back in a vicious snarl. And when he did this, I felt very small.

Shaking hands, trembling knees, I stumble towards him. My breath quivers and he comes lunging down at me.

I am terrified beyond belief, but I will not have my natural rights stolen from me!

I look him dead in the eye, chin high, with defiant look painted across my face.

I stand my ground and stomp my feet, I think I might even be bearing my teeth.

I strut to his door and he looks surprised, he backs up so fast he might end up on his hind.

I snort loudly and look him dead in the eye, then smirk and spin about in grace before slandering the other way.

I feel no sense of pride from my actions of bravery and standing up, but a burden that is as heavy as the earth  Upon my shoulders.

I run to my beloved and embrace him as the tears I have been holding in finally spill across my cheeks.

I weep about my woes and he hugs me back tightly, his sweet sent embraces me, and I burry my face into his neck and inhale deeply.

His sent calms me and he holds me tightly to him, and cries silently.

He hates what happens and wants me to leave my man for him, he knows he can treat me better and stop the tears.

But I am stubborn and head strong, and a fool to continue this useless cycle of soul shattering pain.

But my lover has his moments, and those moments make all the scars and bruises worth while. There is nothing like him in the whole world, no man could be more perfect, than mine on his good day. Although no criminal could compare to him on his worst.

I love him and I hate him, he makes me cry, and my hands, they never stop shaking. But I love him more than anything in this world, and that's why it hurts.

I wrote this the day my horse lunged out at me from out side the stall, he was being so difficult and dangerous, my whole body was shaking, and I'm not weak willed or anything, I've had horses try to run me over, bite me, try to kick me, heck, I've ridden a horse that pretended he was a rodeo horse every time I picked up the canter and I laughed!
    But he can be so scary, but when I ride him, he's like magic, I rode over 100 horses before I bought him, and no matter the quality or level of training, there is nothing like him.
    Some days are better than others, it just sucks that he turned out to be an extreme aggressor, and that I have tried everything, but it never seems to last, but we put him on some new supplements and now he's gotten much better!
The 'lover' that I speak about is actually another horse😂 he's the first horse that I really really rode, I've known him for 6 going on 7 years now, And all he has to hear is the sound of my car and he starts to call out really loud.
   I was very upset the day that I wrote this and went over to him, he let me hang all over him crying and he took his head and pressed me closer to him, he hugged me back.
    Most of my poems that are dark are because of my horse, most of my poems pre-2015 were really happy and cheerful, so you will know if its post dash or before I ended up in this mess! 😜

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                   ~RoaringRiver~