Battered Love

She was lying in bed with her blanket held tight

When she heard the creak of a floorboard late at night,

Scared to death she knew who it was the demon of her nightmare

The one she was made to call "Boss".

 

Pulling the blanket high over her head

She sobbed and whimepered wishing she was dead,

The creaks grew louder and she cried and cried

She wished to God that she could feel nothing inside.

 

The demon opened the bedroom door

Looking like a monster in the shadows,

She wondered why he was like this

What had made him so hollow?

 

Walking over to the bed

As she cried with a racing heart-beat,

He ripped the blanket away from her

And screamed "Why couldn't you love me?!"

 

He raised his arm over his shoulder

Getting ready to batter,

But she looked him in the eye

And said "You were never the one who mattered"

 

She took a deep breath

And found her inner strength,

Grabbed her secret safety knife

And whispered "Goodbye".

 

 

 

Reviews

[hopelessromantic]

wow thats really good i like it its so powerful

[Silent Serenity also kn..]

WOW Sammy......intense! I just finished writing a poem about abuse also so this was excellent work!

Whether you can relate or it's to allow another voice to survive you captured the final strength behind abuse.....Kudos Sammy! :)