Some call it love

You know that couple.

The one that is always together

And he would do anything that she asked.

Their sugared embraces,

Their striking stares.

 

But their eyes hide what lingers behind closed doors.

She never looked so numb,

Caking her face with make-up to hide the bruises.

She could be waiting for him

To push her down the stairs again,

To feel that brutal love.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741