Thrown into a corner,
Pressed into a wall
Face full of cuts and bruises,
Is there any hope at all?
Trying to be brave
For my baby's sake
Because of his selfishness
Our lives at stake
Teach me how to fight,
I don't know how
He's coming! He's coming!
Is it too late now?
More wounded in the heart,
Than my body hurts
How could he do this,
If he loved me first?
Super inspired of the Violence against women and children awareness day at our school, made this poem in our literature, now posted with some edits..
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Love, Pain & Poetry [✓]
PoetryI think of you. I think of you in the very depths of my mind. Like Lava you flowed through, Burning my brain cells to dysfunction. A collection of original poems and prose about Love, Pain, and Poetry.
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