"facescape" poems
My husband,
tried to choke the life out of me,
I escaped.
Alive.
My face turned blue
and my heart turned to ice.
I am frozen.
Will I ever heal,
find real love?
To be treated with the kindness and respect I deserve.
To heal my pain.
Heart,
to love again,
truly.
Jan 9, 2012
Jan 9, 2012 at 2:30 AM UTC