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May 2019
"Shhhhh" he whispers
Wiping away the tear
that slides down my cheek.
"It's ok now my love I'm here"
He soothes

He kisses my cheek
Hushing me as he does
He takes my shaking hands in his
Holds them steady against his chest

He rubs my wrists
Where purple bruises have started to form
"I'm so sorry, you know what I'm like I dont think before I use my fists"
He says looking down at me
my shirt is torn.

Moments earlier he had been holding me down.
Punching my face
And throwing me around
Gripping my wrists and pinning me to the ground.

Spitting as he shouted
Your ***** and a cheat he accused
My love for this monster melted
What did I do, what did I do to deserve this abuse.

I begged him with all the strength I could find
Please stop your hurting me
I promise I havent lied
Please stop I cant breathe

His hands around my throat
The air from my lungs he started to choke
I coughed and choked I struggled 2 words.
"I'm dying"

Your grip loosened and here I am
Being comforted by you
An abusive failure of a man
What did I do, why do you abuse.
It started so well, good intentions turned bad.
Written by
Loralie Morlove  38/F/United kingdom
(38/F/United kingdom)   
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