He compressed her wrist fiercely
for some seconds while shocked
she looked at him in pain.
His anger was no surprise for her,
she was used, she had already
learned his love.

Hurt she didn’t defend herself.
A punch on the nose, some slaps,
another punch and another and
another…
She didn’t know what to do.
What would be the next step?
She fell on the floor bleeding.
This time the impact was difficult
to bear. She crawled but he beat
her again and again.

When she regained consciousness,
she was in hospital.
He didn’t know but he killed her.
She still mourns the woman she was.

Tweet

Comments on this poem/writing:

Click here to read other Poems by Karla Bardanza

Copyright©2017-1999 by Rebecca R. Hammack

COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved.   No part of this website, including all pictures and written words,  may be reproduced or copied in any manner from this website without  permission of the original author of the work.  All poetry and pictures herein remain the sole property of the original author and/or copyright owner.  All poetry on this website has been submitted by the original author of the work. To contact any author of the work please e-mail: dreamer@dreamersreality.com  so the proper person may be notified.