Abuse

She was confused
At to what
Fed the monster
Within him
Fist to flesh
Was always
her fault

She hid fact
That the love
Of her life was
Beating her
The makeup wasn’t
Working anymore

Hidden
Amidst red roses
The longest thorns

Pat R

11/09/17

It’s Micropoetry Month over at Thotpurge poetry where our host Rajani writes:

“Kim M Russell, who blogs at ‘Writing in North Norfolk’, wrote a powerful poem a couple of days ago about the horror of domestic abuse. A chilling, wonderfully written poem, wrapped in a fairy tale, that you can read here.

I ask you to add your voice to hers. Find words and lines and verses against all kinds of domestic abuse, words that together will become a roar.”

For Kim”s poem go here

 

13 responses to “Abuse

    • So true. I think in the case of the abused, it’s so unbelievable that the person who proports to love you, and who you love would hurt you like this. It’s disbelief! So you internalize it and blame yourself. It’s a rough situation to be in.

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