Snowball Effect

Take me, push me, love me.

So much of you it can steal.

Snowball effects happen,

and I know just how dry you feel.

I know you didn't mean to hit me,

it wasn't for me to cry.

I know you didn't want me first,

but my soul surely won't die.

I take care for you,

I exert it in my mind.

But only, what could happen,

if you were cleared with time?

Author's Note

I wrote this poem from a perspective of a girl who is abused by her boyfriend.