Nowhere to run..

A poem dealing with domestic violence. One of the times I wrote without really feeling the need to. I suppose it shows in the cold detachedness of it.

Alone in the corner,

Beaten and bound.

Throughout the house

Her screams resound.

But nobody hears.

 

Unable to do anything but wait,

She lies now in silence awaiting her fate.

For once he gets back home again,

The torture begins. More endless pain.

But nobody sees.

 

Abused, degraded, fighting to breathe,

At last hes done the dreadful deed.

As the darkness sweeps in, all fades away.

She won't make it through another day.

But nobody seems to care...

Reviews

[The Cougar's Den]

Unfortunately this is a reality in many parts of the world, in many different types of homes. Abuse has no boundaries to age, race, religion, or affluence. Words that speak out against it add voices to the victims. Congrats on being socially aware!

GREAT WRITE!

[Kaotic Barbie]

I can relate to your feelings in this poem. Raw emotion. Great write.