It hurts


It, LOVE, hurts

that’s how it began

nothing she wouldn’t do

for love.

She stayed hidden

in darkness

only breathing for him

powerless to defend

as her skin

absorbed the blows

again and again.

Terror replaced the love

she longed for, had dreamed of

while watching Cinderella,

but got a beast instead

one that destroyed her

one bruise at a time.

I told her one night

as her tears flowed

this is the last time I

take you to the emergency room

to get stitched up

put back together again

for I can’t witness your life


for love.



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