March 27, 2009
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Your words cut the sides of your mouth as you speak.
Sharp as razor blades, the phrases charge at me.
I try to dodge them,
But with each failed attempt,
They leave unseen scars.

You speak again.
This time they tumble out like pebbles,
And turn into boulders.
I cover my face
Yet I still become bruised,
And limp.

I try to fight back
But my words cause no damage.
Until your anger takes over,
And your break.

Moving like lightning,
You flash by.
I only see your fists pull away
And I feel the pain.

I can’t fight back.
My strength has already decreased with tears.
I just stand there,

Hit after hit,
I finally fall.
On the ground I lay.
Your work is done,
And finished.

You apologize,
But I keep cracking,
Until the last time,
When I shatter;

Revealing all of my unseen scars,
And wasted emotional strength.
That’s when you see your abuse.
That’s when they see what you’ve done.

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Chelsea C. said...
Apr. 18, 2009 at 2:56 pm
i can relate to this because one of my closest family members went through dating abuse when she was a teenager=( i liked your poem, it was very well put together =)
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