Hands

Hands

A Poem by Jennifer Elizabeth
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Physical Abuse

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"You laid your hands on my heart
You laid your hands on my soul.
You laid your hands on my brain
You soon then took control.
You laid your hands on my love
And you ripped it out of my chest
You know what runs me down
You love to hurt me best
A man with hands which are so strong, that once embraced my shell
Has turned into a man with hands that bring me to my hell.
How could those hands act so bi-polar? They switch just like a light.
The ones that leave a color of blue, are the ones that would hold me at night.
Instead, with these hands, hold them together every night and day.
For your hands can heal, so bend down and kneel, look to the sky and pray."

© 2014 Jennifer Elizabeth


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Added on April 5, 2014
Last Updated on April 5, 2014
Tags: abuse, hands, love, heartbreak, hurt, pain, sadness