Hidden and Abused

Poem explains it all

Hidden bruises and tear filled eyes

you wouldn't notice she was dying inside.

Breath after breath she just lays in pain

wondering when it will all happen again.

Image after image flash inside her head

as she lays there empty on her bed.

The loud footsteps kick in the door

grabbing her hair to get dragged along the floor.

Throwing her backpack against her chest

time for school where she must pretend.

If only these people knew the cold hard truth

all these long years she has been abused.

Breath in breath out and fake that smile

for once she is safe at least for a little while.

Author's Note

I like my writing how it is. No input needed. This is the beauty of poetry. Thank you for reading.