remembering a
moment like a
nightmare in
broad daylight
infused with the
strange hope
of knowing
that it's over:
eyes never
meet as he
sits her down
at the table
no words are
said as he
shows her
the back
of his hand.
all she ever
dreamed of
and the things
she could have
been
if only
she hadn't
promised
forever to him
she knows in
her heart that
he's not the
one
but it's hard
to forget
how things
once were
as he gently
brushes out
her dark hair
for her
the bruises are
faint, the
delicate lines
of his fingers
reminding her
of his signature
and providing
a strange hope
that tomorrow
would be the
last day
the far side
of forever
when she'd finally
take back
the life she had
and all would be
forgotten.
A contest entry
- Give me hope, tell me about Abuse. by Cyanide Dreams.
1500 points, ended January 25, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Is it clear what I'm trying to say?
Comments
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Very nice write. So full of imagery, and such a calm way to depict abuse. I liked this very much. The imagery was great and the flow was amazing. Good job and good luck
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Very beautiful. I especially loved the title.
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