Days without fights were
The calm before the storm.
Brutality and fear
Became her new norm.
Outside of their quarrels
He’d turn up the charm.
Even she was convinced
He meant her no harm.
Then he would strike.
In turn she would shout.
Neighbors raised the volume
To drown her sobs out.
They stayed out of it.
They felt that was wise.
When she passed in the hallways,
They averted their eyes.
She stopped crying for help.
It just never came.
For her willingness to stay there,
She was to blame.
There were no superheros,
No man in a cape.
She had nowhere to run,
No way to escape.
She was trapped,
In need of a champion.
But she was guilty of staying,
That was her sin.
She wasn’t a victim,
They made her believe.
This was her punishment
If she wouldn’t just leave.
Her body was scarred
By senseless violence,
But not so deeply as
Her mind was by silence.
Carrie Mayhem 
Well written, today only i wrote something like this…
LikeLike
Thank you ~ great minds think alike! I will be sure to visit your page and check out your post today.
LikeLike
Lol..
I hope, u will like that..
LikeLike
Tragically captivating. I hope all who read this will stop by and read yours today as well.
LikeLike
Thank u, I’m glad u liked that..
LikeLike
Reblogged this on stgreenie.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Reblogged this on pagesbrain.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Very good…I went right to the Dixie Chicks song “Earl”
LikeLike
I just looked up the lyrics. Powerful stuff. I’m honored that my words triggered that reaction in you.
LikeLike
I felt “her” pain once….
LikeLike
I did not know that, Brea. Me too ~ I AM “her”.
LikeLike
WAS “her”… geesh, what is wrong with me?
LikeLike