One, Two, Three, Four Poem, by DaisyFlower, at My poetic side

In my room, sitting on the floor

Heart pounding, staring at the door.

One thump, two thump, three, four

Those heavy, dirty boots stop outside my door.

My breath is fast, gone, no more

As soon as I hear the squeak of hinges on my door.

God, please help me, can't you see

Please, I'm begging you, he's going to hurt me.

I scuttle back, as fast as a mouse

growing smaller, shrinking, hoping he can't see.

He's called my name, I no longer breathe

My vision blurred. I beg, I plead

One hand, two hands, on my head

I scratch, I claw, but I'm on my bed.

Tears roll down, thick and fast

I wish I had a gun, just one blast.

People know, but they won't help

I'm left alone living this real life hell.

I don't want to hurt, just let me be

I always tell him that I'm sorry.

It's dark, quiet, nobody's home, this is my chance to do this alone

I put on my coat, grab a snack, I pull my bag upon my back.

One breath, two breath, three, four

One foot, two foot, I'm out the door.

I don't look back, my wings are spread wide,

I soar upwards into the night sky.

I'm free as a bird, I can finally breathe

I can finally see, this bright new journey, right in front of me.

Comments +

BRIAN & ANGELA April 7th, 2017 10:05
WELCOME DAISY MAY (lovely name !) ~ Thanks for sharing a very poignant poem ! There is NO EXCUSE for Domestic Abuse ~ the most heinous form of Abuse. Thanks GOD she (you) escaped. I was Chair of a YMCA FOYER (secure single room unit for 16 - 25's) with 24/7 manning. All our clients were referred by SOCIAL SERVICES. Some very sad stories and ruined lives. MPS is a very empathetic site and several of our Members have been victims of sexual abuse. Thanks for caring and sharing ~ please check my poems ~ Yours BRIAN
- DaisyMayApril 7th, 2017 10:34
  Thank you first poem I've wrote to be honest. People need the chance and courage to survive and escape. And I sure will check out your poems. Thanks again
Goldfinch60 April 7th, 2017 13:19
Goodemotive write, as Brian has said there is no excuse for domestic abuse, now you are free those wings can take you joy and love.
Liam Lawless April 7th, 2017 13:57
Daisy, this poem was so moving as so perfectly written, I felt real emotion reading this. I hope you find a safety and happiness after an ordeal like that. Well written.

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