How to Mend a ManA Poem by Ella SimoneMusings on the cycle of domestic violence.How to Mend a Man
They say Eve was made from Adam’s rib But hers are bruised and broken He was handsome, he was glib Artfully well-spoken.
And when he’s mean she tells herself It’s just the tonic talking He just needs love, he just needs help She’s in too deep to go walking.
Blackened eyes and broken hands Are all just tools to mend a man Fate is fate, it’s what God planned She’ll make him change; she knows she can.
It’s sick, but there’s a part of her That craves the roller coaster She’s the villain, then the martyr In a love that feels like poker.
She reads those books and horoscopes In search of the essentials She’ll buy stitches and a stethoscope To fix him for his potential.
There’s something she finds comforting In the peace that comes right after She takes his hits, all while knowing There’s someone just as fractured.
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3 Reviews Added on January 3, 2022 Last Updated on January 3, 2022 Tags: poem, poetry, domestic violence, violence, psychological AuthorElla SimoneRichmond, VAAboutHi there! I'm twenty-two years old and recently rekindled my love of poetry and fiction writing. I don't have any formal training and am looking to improve, so I would appreciate your feedback. more..Writing
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