Domestic Abuse

Told from the point of view of a man.

His hand

Brushes your cheek

Leaving blue behind

And purple

Red coming next

A virtual rainbow of pain

You cry

Make excuses

Go back

Why can't you see

Your own worth?

I would take you in

My arms

And protect you

You would be safe with me

But still you return

To your Golden Boy of shadows

Well,

When he bruises you

I scar him

And when he bloodies you

I break him

And when you come to me

Hurt and frightened

I hold you tight,

Whispering sweet nothings

In your bloody ear

Being the friend

You need me to be,

Waiting for the day

When you have the strength

To leave.

Reviews

[.shalynn.009.]

I love this. Get that girl some help (wait, what?) Love your writing, Astrid.

[{A}shley {B}lack @-;-]

You have no idea how much I can relate to this piece unless you read my poem "third in line" you really have shown an insight into the fear people possess but knowing there is someone there is what A lot of people miss out on this was an amazing piece thank you for sharing your work if you get the chance take a look at mine

I will read more of your works

100/100

[Keoni]

you write like you are much older, shel~i must tell you that its not healthy to offer help to people who are not capable of recieving it.....im not saying this about this poem, its in general......whatever it is you are writing about is serious, and it should be addressed with extreme caution.......wether it be a friend, you, or mom, abuse is devistating, it sometimes never gets resolved, and can be so harmful to those exposed also.......i hope you know what you are doing, out there i mean......take good care friend......love the poem.....hate the abuse.k

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

So sad. Very well written. This is a subject that needs to remain in the light. Thank you for sharing this.