A Poem a Day: February 20

Battered Woman

Photo Source: wileywitch.com

shackled to the very core
of your being, longing
to be heard –
you shout in desperate
silence into the night
mute witnesses to your woes.
bruised and battered,
your body bends to
the will that is not
your own – craving for
release from the only
life you have ever known.
but, tiny hands hold
you back – soft cries
pulling you close,
making you give in
without a fight.
so, you surrender
to what you deem
is your fate,
and raise tearful
eyes to the heavens
as you swallow
your sobs and stifle
your cries.

*a poem dedicated to all battered women in the world*

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