Soon as your hands
Touch my skin
I can feel the pain
Your strength is shown
By the marks you leave
When your angry you
Don't realize
How much you hurt me
When you grab my wrist,
Spit in my face,
These things hurt
In his
Obviously not to you
But to me and
My children
You show them how
You treat me
That they don't treat me well
They act up in school
Your aggression towards me
Makes me fearful for my life
My children are being affected
By your actions