Her home is a prison

The break of dawn brings renewed hope

Oh !this day will be the last… today the die will be cast

What will be the reward…? The hand of God or the devil’s fork

For her home is a prison

No more she reasons

Many-a-night praying the children wouldn’t listen

But a locked door is a wall to those who have no key

Many-a-night her voice sweet and clear as a banshee's

Shattering the illusion of the perfect picture on the night stand

Gorged and gagged as the prisoner she so claims

Now she hopes to do more harm than maim

For death is a wife to a man whose heart is in chains

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

A devastating portrayal of an all-too-common reality...a powerfully-penned piece that cuts to the bone, as the best poetry should...great work.

[Nancy]

Thank you for reading

[Luke L]

Whoa very scary! Great write

[Nancy]

Hello Luke, well it is not as scary as the horrors the women themselves face . Thanks for reading

[Vikrantsingh]

Nancy loved the way you narrated this poem :)
"Many-a-night praying the children wouldn't listen
But a locked door is a wall to those who have no key
Many-a-night her voice sweet and clear as a banshee's
Shattering the illusion of the perfect picture on the night stand"
Loved it amazing share Lori :)
Loved it :)
- Singh :)

[Nancy]

Thank you Singh for reading and yes many thanks to Lori for sharing

[Vikrantsingh]

You're welcome Nancy :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

It's hard for me to fathom being in a situation like this. I know I am blessed that I'm not, nor have I ever known of someone in similar circumstances.

This brought to mind those three women that were held captive in Ohio. To endure that kind of hell for ten years, is beyond all reasoning for me. But I think your descriptives are very well written, and I wish you the very best!

Kelly

[Nancy]

Yes Kelly, Ariel Castor..and I agree you are blessed cos no one wishes this upon herself. Thanks for reading

[Angi]

I was one of those children, listening through the wall. My mom finally escaped, too long to wait, though. The last lines are powerful. I think she's had enough. Angi~

[Nancy]

Tank you Angi, I see and read about it, really makes me scared of committing to a man, I really hope I meet one who will proof me wrong. Thank you for sharing.

[Frieda P]

Stuck in an abusive relationship, nightstand photo's cover up the lies and a multitude of sins. Sounds like my mother, sad and happens all too often.

[Nancy]

Thanks Frieda for sharing...I read your profile (its something I do for anyone who reviews) puts more than a face to the name . And I must say, my heart broke for the loss of your sister . I hope you heal and the memories of happy times with her helps.

[Frieda P]

Thank you kindly, it's a moment by moment healing process. My pleasure to read you Nancy.

[Hana Saemon]

Love this! Reminds me of sylvia plath and her unfortunate death. Describe how some may feel trapped in what may seem the safest place ie home. Conformity to societal expectations (of a woman) can lead to depression, something this character seems to be experiencing.

[Nancy]

Thank you for reading...hana

[Akashi]

Excellently written. You have done a marvelous job.

[Nancy]

Thank you for stopping by and giving it a read akashi

[Akashi]

You are very welcome.

[The Verse: A Poetry Jou..]

Some words make me question whether you understand their literal meaning or is it intentional? Which I doubt. Maybe you want to edit this piece a bit.

[Ravyne Hawke]

Perhaps you could give her some specifics, V. I think that would be more helpful.

[Nancy]

True that, your daughters are lucky and blessed to have a caring and loving dad, makes me wish I could be adopted by you....he he hehe..Thanks for the amazing review..