Analysis of His love

Why do we fall or lean on another,
Why do we stay in a place where we continue to smother.
Why is a that hole so comfortable even though we're trapped inside,
Getting bossed around by others yet we still continue to abide.
Taking orders when we could be so much more,
Never getting that strength to walk out of that door.
We blame it on love but that isn't being loved,
When your only source of affection is to be pushed on or to be shoved.
You always make excuses on how you were the one to blame,
He would never do it on purpose no it's not the same.
You tell them they don't see him like you do it was only one time,
So You push your family away is him loving you really a crime?
The next time you make him mad its back to long sleeves,
The bruises weren't his fault nor was the pain that it leaves.
Staying by his side with false hope in your heart,
Never coming to the terms that love wasn't there from the start.