Abused

They hurt her,
she cries,
they laugh,
all those lies.

What have become
of this small joke?
What kind of words
will make her choke?

The bruises, the dreams.
Everyday the make it gain,
she claims it does not hurt
they tell her "It's just a game."

but inside
her pain
tells her otherwise.

She wants to run
and never look back
but her love and lust
is holding her back.

Keeping her sane
until they can leave together
until then
her life shall be,

living hell
with bruises and dreams
reminding her always
of what she has now
will not forever be.