Unknown

Abuse, There is so much of it going on, and I needed to write this.. Not from experience..

Black and blue, splatters of red.
Nothing said as she lies in bed,
Broken and battered,
As if that mattered.

He pretends to care,
With others there.
But when they're alone,
His violence is shown.

The pain will kill her,
A disease without cure.
She struggles alone,
Her story left unknown.

© Shianne M. Smith