June 5, 2009
By Anonymous

An unexpected slap,
My face stings,
Eyes water, but
I won’t cry.
Not in front of you.

You savagely punch me,
The air rushes out of my lungs.
I gasp for breath, like a fish
Out of water, but
I won’t show pain.
Not in front of you.

You are smart though,
Our family looks normal.
No physical scars are left
From the punishment I receive.
Words are sometimes more hurtful than actions, But
I won’t say that.
Not in front of you.

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