Stop Watch Love

A poem about Domestic Abuse

Stop watch Love
You can't predict this
It's like running 20 miles in this shit
You get to the line and put your feet in the position
And before the shot rings out your body is twisted
You drag yourself down this track
Usually with a knee or a foot in your back
You take a rest and set your pace
All the while getting beat in the face
With blackened eyes, bruises and broken teeth
You try to pass the baton. But no one's in your reach
You continue on this path
Wanting answers but there's no one to ask
You start to slow down but you want to live
"You've got to get back to raising your kids!"
"Get it together girl." Try to reach the finish line!
You know in a few minutes everything will be fine
Gifts will come apologies too
You've done this before, you can make it through
Your almost there. The names have stopped
"Click" it's over. And across the line, she hops!!!!