She wakes up with an aching body,
Banging head
She gets up,limps to the mirror
The sight she sees sends shivers down her spine
A swollen face,bleeding lips and crooked nose meets her eyes
How long could she keep up with this?
Being molested till she was dead unconscious
That still didn’t stop them
In the public eye they were happy,
Flawless
But was this what she wanted?
Could she keep up the facade?
Tossed to whoever whenever
Her privacy got invaded
For the past two years,
Sleep had evaded
She had to entertain him and his ‘associates’
A toy she was,a toy she’ll always be
For she sold her soul to the Devil
She bore the blesser’s game
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I really love how you are encouraging whoever is reading this Poem that they should start taking steps of leaving an abusive relationship or home. Alot of women are scared but this poem will give them courage I promise you. I never condone Abuse and I will start today. So whoever you are LEAVE before you leave that place on a coffin or body bag. Thank you to the Author for writing something like this. I have been in an abusive home or relationship but this peom brought tears to me