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Black Then Blue
Back pressed heavily against the door, breath rattling loudly in a trembling chest
You hear him on the other side
Nothing but two inches of wood separating you from another hospital visit
His speech is slurred
Vodka and hate heavy on his breath
You close your eyes
Head pointed up
You pray to the ceiling as the doorknob clicks and issues a final warning
Steel yourself and embrace the blows
Should tonight be your last
No matter what waits on the other side
It calls out sweet relief
You're already in hell
The Devil wears steel toed boots
and likes his coffee black
This poem is absolutely
This poem is absolutely incredible. I mean that last stanza is just mind blowing. You could not have written this any better, it's perfect.
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
domestic abuse
ah we as a people can't speak of it enough. Is too bad poetry could not give fragile, belittled,scared and beaten women the courage to break away from their traps. Your pen rose another flag for the masses. Soldier on lady, soldier on..........M.
Thank you so much for your
Thank you so much for your lovely comments, M! I appreciate you taking the time to write them out. I love getting feedback and responses to my humble little collection of works. Cheers,
you are most welcome on all counts
cheers back..............totziens. M.