Saturday, February 1, 2020

Abuse

Thrown against the wall
Given a black eye or two
Busted lip
Bruises
Scars
Cuts

The pain
The betrayal
The emotions run wild

She loved him
Gave him the past years of her life
Had to kids together

One day it happened
He beat her bloody
She had done no wrong

The next day 
He beat her again

This went on day after day
She still loved him
She asured herself he would get better

Then one day
She caught him beating their children
She fought him off
She then took the kids and left

She still loves him
But
She loves her kids more
Him beating her she could deal with
Him beating the kids they had to leave
The marriage was over

Life in prison is what he got

A new life for her and the kids

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