Domestic Abuse

Woman from girl
Carries her plan for life,
This girl
Planned love,
Become a wife.
Whatever dream she had
Of married bliss,
An abusive man
Tore asunder.
She loves still
The dream of union,
Though soon fun
Became despoiled kiss.
Could she run?
Well, the midst of the day
Offered chances anew
To run away.
But love is her life
While her secret is fear,
Her privy desire
To keep him near,
Knows no sense,
Knows not just fear
But courage too.
She knows love, but
Has no will to prepense
The end of marriage.
She loves the man
Not the damage he’s done
To her plan for life
And what she’s become,
A battered wife.

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