pain

a girl gets hurt by her abussive boyfriend

I stay quiet

Afraid your touch will hurt again

Your eye show you know what your doing

You scare me

I walk to the table where you throw me against the wall

A crack

My arm has a sharp pain in it.

Your arm comes to my face and hits me.

Why do I stand you

Why am I with you

Maybe before you were sweet

Now your not

why?

I don't know

You pull my hair making me scream in pain

Your hand comes back, hitting my face.

I fall to my hands where my eyes close

and wait for it to be over

Reviews

[Hayame]

You should submit this poem to some kind of anti-abuse association, they could use it in a PSA or something similar. I could practically feel the pain that this person felt.