At day, smiling
At night, pillows wet;
soaked in tears
All is well;
I say
Deep down there;
in the well;
A well of darkness
Molested and beaten;
by a beast;
whom i call my hubby
me? A punching bag;
asking myself
Stuck in the pit;
A pit of violence
My voices not heard;
Lips zipped
God help me!