Bruises

purple marks and crimson welts.

what does it feel to be hit with a belt?

emotional pain and ear-pounding shouts.

why wouldn't you push him out?

i have a small question,

what it is like without affection?

i wish i could have rhymed,

but all the comes out is cries.

i have had enough.

what is love?

is it a hand suffocating you?

leaving you black and blue?

is it your kids telling him to leave?

beating you until you heave?

why is love you forgetting and forgiving?

why is love abuse and pain?

what even is there to gain?

please tell me why mom.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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