The door slams
And the china shakes
As I desperately try to run
I hear the sounds of screams and hits
But not of those trying to fight back
I get past the barriers some fake and some real
And grab a hold of her
Before another mark can be made
She's battered and bruised
Bloody and torn but only inside
I do only what I know best
And thats to be a wall
A wall of strength but of fear
To block what anger he has left
He turns and walks right out the door
Smiling, a heart full of no regret
While she runs to the bathroom
To see her damaged reflection
Locking me out
Ignoring me
Pushing me away
Hating me
I tremble
I shake
Im only tough standing between them
But once we break away
I grow weak
I start to cry
I could of been there sooner
I could of ran faster
I could of
I could of
I could of
But I didnt
We all go to bed as if nothings wrong
But I can't sleep
The only thing I can do is fear
The clock beeps its times for school
The smile in me awakens
And the fear hides away
And I go to school just like any other day
And the china shakes
As I desperately try to run
I hear the sounds of screams and hits
But not of those trying to fight back
I get past the barriers some fake and some real
And grab a hold of her
Before another mark can be made
She's battered and bruised
Bloody and torn but only inside
I do only what I know best
And thats to be a wall
A wall of strength but of fear
To block what anger he has left
He turns and walks right out the door
Smiling, a heart full of no regret
While she runs to the bathroom
To see her damaged reflection
Locking me out
Ignoring me
Pushing me away
Hating me
I tremble
I shake
Im only tough standing between them
But once we break away
I grow weak
I start to cry
I could of been there sooner
I could of ran faster
I could of
I could of
I could of
But I didnt
We all go to bed as if nothings wrong
But I can't sleep
The only thing I can do is fear
The clock beeps its times for school
The smile in me awakens
And the fear hides away
And I go to school just like any other day
Author notes
This poem is a pure example of how people that gets abused or goes through abuse hides it. You never know what people go through. So don't be too shy to look. Someone might need you. Elvenfairy thanx for having this contest. I think you have chosen a good topic thats sometimes neglected.
A contest entry
- healing from abuse by Elvenfairy.
333 points, ended August 25, 2007, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - [Pain] by whiterabbit..
360 points, ended October 14, 2007, 40 entries
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Whats your thoughts?
Comments
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omg im so speechless, its like your a me all over again but your not.
i have tears running down myface just reading you poetry

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wow
I loved this poem it was so sad yet so true. I love how it flowed and how describtive you were. This was an awesome poem! You only made one mistake "And grab of hold of her" should be "and grab a hold of her"
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This is so painful but wonderfully written. I really like this and I think the message that you used does need more attention. There's too much abuse going on. Thanks for your entry.
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omg this is so painfull to read i love your wording and i just want you to know it brought a tear to my eyes. holly crap im at a loss of words i love the poem but hate what it portrays this is the down fall of humanity i hope it gets better if not i have a shotgun and no remorse for killing a wife beater. i maen that


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The only thing I can do is fear
The clock beeps its times for school
The smile in me awakens
And the fear hides away
And I go to school just like any other day
This is 100% true. This is simply amazing. I never knew that there was anyone who understood this part. It seems like on the internet you can find understanding people, but in real life, no one understands this. No one cares. If you show any kind of difference in school or at work, they just think something is wrong with you- they don't investigate, or care. If you get straight A's, it's hidden even more. Society doesn't even see abuse as wrong it seems- just something you have to put up with and not cry about. But yes, the fact is abuse or no abuse, we all have to simply wake up and face the next day the same.

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holy cow! This was shockingly like foster care for me! I was a wall, and I was also one of teh abused.... this poem really hit close to home. I could see events happening all over again... thanks for entering my contest. Sorry it's taking so long to judge


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Wonderful write on this topic, abuse is so wrong and should never happen but it does and we have to watch for those warning signs. Thanks for sharing and keep writing.


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very very nice! this is beutiful piece again hun your work is lovely. you have explained this point so well and your emotions really come through in your work


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