Monday, August 11, 2014

Beaten

Man number one
ten years my senior.
Slammed against the fridge
with his hand around my throat.
Only 19 years old not seeing it coming.
I'm in a chair
he hovers above me
full body force on me
with his hand violently around my neck,
can't breathe, in fear.
Choked. Will I die today?
His cigarette put out on my hand
scarred for life
never forget.
Kicked and cracked rib
He loves me right? 
My bruised neck
Thrown into a bar
injured neck and back
then I fell and hit my head,
he comes in for the attack.
I regain consciousness only to see
the monster coming straight for me.
Beaten.
Man number two liked to scream in my face
drunker than drunk
walking on eggshells for ten years
not knowing my fate,

day after day, fear
I love you's and apologies but never believed
he would always start drinking and repeating his ways.
Beaten.
Man number three was not much better.
With his hand around my neck, slammed,
should I know better?
Head and neck sore and bruised
where did I lose my self?
Beaten

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