13 Aug WOUNDED…

DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND WHY WE, (SOMETIMES), STAY.

I was wounded today
A dagger plunged
Deep into my heart.
Turned and twisted
Until I fell apart.

I was wounded today
My words thrown back in my face
I was told with hate
“You’re a big disgrace!”

I was wounded today
My ring, a circle of gloom
It’s original intention
Shrouded in doom.

I was wounded today
Tears flowing like a stream
A crazed, hysterical sound...
...Mine...
Coming from within.

I was wounded today
My love crushed with a slap
A blow, a kick, a fist
Blood, flowing like a tap.

I was wounded today
My life, my dream, my hopes
Ebbing away
Broken...
Like a string...a puppet on a rope.

I was wounded today
I could have been healed
But I stayed
Remained.
Wanted to appear sparkling.

I was wounded today
I’m drawing my last breath.
I was wounded yesterday
I should have just left.

(First published on the 22nd of March, 2012)