Amanda Ricci

Hurt

I was so afraid 

As I held on tight 

He told me to stay

To stay through a fight 

 

He knocked me down 

Down to the ground 

I could hardly breathe

Nor make a sound

 

He left me there

I saw him grin

As the blood spilled down

Down my skin

 

I fell on my knees

I forgot how to feel

What’s the point 

If this wound won’t heal

 

I saw a stranger

He saw me

He granted my wish

And set me free

 

He knew the signs 

Of my endless hurt 

Thanks to him

I’m not in the dirt

 

I thank him each day

He saved me

For I am here

Do you see

 

Please pay attention

Be aware

You can help 

If you choose to care

 

Amanda Ricci

Comments1

  • FredPeyer

    Well written, Amanda. Unfortunately domestic violence is still much too prevalent, and too often the victims do not get any help.



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