Im feeling a little bit
dazed and confused
you left me
beaten, bleeding
heartbroken and bruised
The marks on my body
they do not lie
and there is nothing
in this world
that can justify
what you've done!
you probably cant imagine
the horror I felt
when reflected
in the mirror
I first saw the welt
and the imprint
of you bite
etched in my skin
Im standing bewildered
recounting your sin
and you got the nerve
to say lets try again!
as you look at the ring
worn around my throat
from your calloused hands
as they violenty choked
the air from my lungs
till I fell to the floor
unable to scream
or escape out the door
tell me was it all
you hoped it would be?
did beating on me
somehow set you free?
or was it my fear
got you off instead
as I laid there limp
with you stomping my head?
I can hear you tell me
you love me now
if I give you a chance
we'll work it out
somehow
you'll make it up
the way you always do,
but as the swelling fades
and the bruises heal
and I struggle with time
to erase what I feel
I will not let
You Love Me Black & Blue

This was
attemted criminal homicide
reduced
to a simple assault
when a woman dies
at the hand of her man
tell me
who should bear the most fault?
the man who
committed such a
dreadful act
with no remorse
for what he had done?
the woman
who fell victim
under violent attack
who had nothing
and no where to run?
or maybe the system
should be held to account
for pleading them down
then letting them out!
the victim in this tale
her life he did rob
through his plea
was set free
and he finished the job!

by lingau
copyright 2005
Domestic Violence Awareness

Wow so very sad that this does indeed happen. I say beware, of your neighbors and friends. Alert the police of your concerns. Domestic Violence is real. I pray that this has not happen to you dear lady.

Excellent poetry and a much needed message.

Words can't describe the pain the is felt when a boy sees his mother beaten and bruised.

Helping her off the floor every night, wondering what has caused such an awful fight.

Staring down the man that abuses. Fantasizing murder and wonder what's to lose.

The abuse isn't isolated to just one person, it spreads like cancer to each and every one.

Your poems are amazing. They remind me very vividly of my past experiences and things that I have been through in my own life.

Wow...very graphic, very real. Even with Prayer, Forgiveness & Time...the scars fade...but are never erased.

I hope this was written in retrospect and you are healed in body, mind and spirit. What a wonderful write
I could feel the pain and the anger and most importantly the determination to move forward. Thanl you for sharing such an emotional journey!
Laura

I would like to see this etched in every judges desk. And required memorization for every future law school graduate. Very powerful.

Very vivid very real . . . been their . . .never going back.

Very deep, very sorry so many women go through this.