Hidden Bruises

He cuts her with his words of hate

She has no bruises to hide

Her scars are there but never show

She carries them deep inside

He calls her stupid, a worthless girl

It's been that way for years

Some nights she cries herself to sleep

While drowning in her tears

Her self-esteem is all but gone

He's stripped her of her shame

Keeping her an empty shell

Her soul now broken and maim

And though he's never raised his hand

His abuse is easy to find

She sees the world with hollow eyes

As he tries to control her mind

He cuts her with his words of hate

She has no bruises to hide

What we see is all that's left

For a piece of her has died

Reviews

[Poppie Mira]

Indeed, verbal and emotional abuse are painful than physical abuse.
You have sketched and explained this piece deeply.