another day,another bruise

a chipped cup

a slammed door

a undusted table

another bruise



you was never happy with just grounding me

you always had to take it one more step

it was never just a cross word

it was always a fist



i could scream or cry

but you never seemed to notice

or did you ever care

i sobbed,i screamed

but nothing ever seemed to change



all i ever thought of was escape

being away from you

never being scared of you again

you broke me down





but now im whole again

im not scared of you

but thats what you was scared of

you hated the thought of me standing up for myself

i no longer remember days by which bruise



you cant hurt me now

i dont lie awake at night

wondering why all you ever gave me was pain

never love or affection

the only time i had your attention

was when i did something wrong



but now its over

i dont have to see you

i dont want to see you

i have spent too many years scared



well that ends now

i will never spend another night crying over you

i will never wonder what i did to make you hit me again

i will never be your punch bag again



never again will i think

another day,another bruise

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Travis Scott's picture

I really liked this poem. Actually I don't believe I've read a poem of yours I didn't like. You seem to be a very accomplished writer. If you don't mind I'd really appreciate it if you would look at my poems, give me your oppinions about them and give me some pointers to improve my writing.

icewolf7's picture

For a person to share such hardship, and pain. You must have a lot of courage and Strength to wont others to see what type of person you are. You don’t seem to wont pity but someone who understands. I can. I like your work. Hope to read more.

Patrick Talty's picture

My first reactions to this poem were sadness and sympathy.

However, on re-reading it several times, they changed to admiration (for your courage in dealing with your painful situation by writing about your role as victim of cruel abuse) and empathy, generated by your creative ability to find an appropriate form (free verse) and effective language(sharing the pain) with which to universalise the theme.

Through those literary devices, either consciously or unconciously, you were able to bring me, as the reader, into your zone of pain. That process has resulted in a very good poem. Thanks for sharing it!

Finally, I would encourage you to keep writing. Judged on this poem, you have a natural ability for poetic expression, which, as you progress, could take you on to other themes of descriptive and tonal diversity.

I wish you well on your journey of self-healing!

Patrick.