the beauty of the woman must be seen from her eyes, because the doorway to her heart, the place where love, besides the beauty of the woman is not the facial mole, but true beauty of the woman is reflected to her soul."
I have written a poem that I believe everyone should read not just woman and girls who are or were in an abusive relationship. Please pass this poem along to as many people as you can. Perhaps your local paper will print these poems or your local radio station will read them over the air. All I ask is that my blog is mentioned.
Hurting
There is pain and sadness There are tears of fear and sorrow In eyes of wondrous beauty Dark bruises lie heavy upon her From hammering fists From kicking, booted feet From words of bitter anger And all she ever wanted Was to give her love And to have his love in return She never asked for dresses She only asked for kisses All she ever wanted Was a little kindness All she ever needed Was a little tenderness But he is her lord and master And he knows he owns her She is his punching bag A thing to slake his lust in Whatever her needing is Whatever her desire Whatever her wanting Is of no importance All that ever matters Is the quenching of his anger The fulfilling of his cravings Soft beautiful skin is battered Soft beautiful skin is trampled on A tender heart is broken A tender soul is shattered There is no escaping A pain she faces daily Will it be death that takes her From this world of torture There is pain and sadness There are tears of fear and sorrow In eyes of wondrous beauty Bruises lie heavy upon her From hammering fists From kicking, booted feet From words of bitter anger To you with the wounded soul To you of the wounded heart To you of the broken bones Write these words Within your mind Say them to yourself A hundred thousand times It is not my fault I am not to blame I have no need to feel shame I am a woman and must be free Of this battering and of this pain I must have my own dreams now I deserve a far better destiny Now look within yourself Look beyond your darkened window Look for the faint candle glow The flickering flame of freedom Walk away from hurting Look within yourself And you will find the courage You will no longer heed his pleading You will never more give in To his cruel and savage needing
My blog http://canadianpoet2.blogspot.com/ My twitter ID canadianpoet2 Share the poem. Help to end the hurting, help to end the shame
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