Marked

about domestic abuse

So distinct

Was the brand forced upon my skin

That by no man or beast

Would there be query

As to whom, I belonged

For it was you, my dear husband

Who took me

For your very own

And left me to cling helplessly

Hopelessly to a life

You made for me

But fear not

That I should fade now

For even in death

Am I mightier than the seas

Stronger than the immovable mountains

And though you struck marks upon marks on me

So too, did I drive my mark into you

So that with every w***e

That will dirty your sheets

And every maid

You f**k on a whim

All will know who you still belong to

Who marked you

As you so frequently marked me

That, my dear husband

Will be your price for this wife

One you will always remember you paid

By the mark on your chest

By the coldness in your sheets

By the children that detest you so

You will know what you bought