Pain Behind Closed Doors Spousal Abuse Domestic Violence Awareness
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He is my love
But he hurts me..
Brings me insecurity,
Bashes my selfesteem
And dirties my purity
He is the man of my dreams
But my love is muffled in screams
That are coming from me..
A mask of make-up
shades her pain and agony.
Who knows her story?
Far, now, is the man
who caused her frequent nightmares,
imprisoned by dirt.
I am hiding in the darkness
hoping my breath goes unheard
He'll stop when I'm a bloody carcass
I dare not speak a word
