Wake me when it’s over
I have a broken wing
I am unable
To fly
Here are the reasons
Why
My heart,
Is broken
Tears fill my eyes
I have been
Battered and bruised
I am
An abused wife
Scars, marks
And bruises
Cover my body
My heart,
Is damaged
It holds scars
No-one can see,
But me
I once was free
And able to fly
Until the day
I said
I do
And welcomed him
Into my life
When we were dating
I never,
Saw this side of him
It was something
He hid well
Now, I’ve no place
To hide
From him
I tremble
When I hear him
Come through
The door
Wondering,
What kind of day
He’s had
Tonight,
Will he hurt me more?
Will I suffer once again?
Be beat with
His angry hands
What horrible names
Will he call me?
Once again today
Why am I
The one who pays
Whenever he has a
Bad day
When will I
Have the strength
And courage
To turn and run
Away
Escape from this life
Before, he kills me
I look in the mirror
And cry
At what I see
A face,
With two black eyes
And bruises
On my cheeks
Why do I stay?
And suffer more
Not sure I know
The answer myself
I feel,
Like a broken battered,
Doll
Who has been place upon?
A shelf
No self esteem,
No courage
No strength
To stand on my own
He has taken them all
From me
One day
My name will appear
In the paper
Printed in black and white
Another victim
Of spousal abuse
Lost her life
Last night
Tuning up challenge
Midi used
Broken wing
Hostess
Mary Anne
By badmac
© 2008 badmac
(All rights reserved)
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