She knew she was beautiful
Full of style
Full of grace
Her laughter
Put a smile on everyones face
She had a darkside
She kept hidden
A dark past of
Brokeness and disgrace
Abuse
Hatred
Tears
She believed his lies
Those lies
Almost cost her her life
She fought to survive
The situation she was in
As he beat her time and again
Broken bones
Broken nose
Blood spilt in his rage
She fought through the hurt
She fought through the pain
A black Eye
A beaten in face
Tossed around like a rag doll
She however
Stayed her pace
Jab after jab
Punch after punch
A kick here
A bite there
She finally fought her way to be free
However the damage was done
That all could see
She wears the scars as a badge
The bruises mark will heal in time
She does not look back with shame
She does not regret what she did
She fought to survive
She did not run
She did not hide
Life is a classroom
Sometimes the lessions
Are hard to take
She stands tall
She stands proud
After all she has gone through
To be the woman she is today
She still thinks she's beautiful
She is still full of grace
Dispite the scares
That monster left on her face
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Author:
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Comments5
I really enjoy this
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This made me feel so emotional, I know it's real and it's going on somewhere, happening anywhere and it's done discreetly.. But you cannot hide the bruises let alone the pain.. I really did feel what you wrote..
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Sad but true... bruises may heal but scars especially emotional tend to weave themselves into every passing thought and spill over into dreams too.
..Soulful and well pieced...XX
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Tough woman. Lucky to be alive. Thanks for sharing.
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I really like this!!
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