At Least

I can't see good through
my swollen eyes
but at least I am alive.
I wasn't sure
that I would survive.
I was so relieved
when the police arrived
and put you in their car.
But the look you gave me
told me their own story
and I knew I couldn't run far.
So I set you free
once again.
What's wrong with me?

Kimberly Ann C.



Disgrace

As I think about the times
that I went to the shelter
alone and scared and hurt.
Feeling ashamed and humiliated.
Wondering what I did wrong
to make you do those things to me.
And wondering how you can say you love me.
And thinking of happier times because
its easier than thinking of the pain I am in.
Nothing but the clothes on my back,
and nobody can know where I am.
I can't go back to work till the bruises
are gone on my face.
I feel like such a disgrace.




Eternity?

Highway bound,
long way from home.
I feel your fist upon my head.
Pounding, pounding.
Let me see...
was it an eternity, before you stopped?
And only because of the blue light,
in the distance.
Everything in slow motion.
The pounding of your fist upon my head
finally stops!!!!
I'm not dead.



No Way Out

You thought you had me now.
Prisoner of your soul,
with no way out.
I got past you, past your wicked ways,
your evil eyes, the drunkeness upon your face.
The pain you bring in memory alone
because
You thought you had me now,
Prisoner of your soul,
with no way out.



Pandora's Box

3-2-04Four years have since passed
since I went away.
Everything stuffed inside of Pandora's box.
Our wedding album and photos of you.
Rose petals and jewelery and dreams that
weren't true.
Memories safely tucked away to be looked at
from time to time.
While I tried to understand what went on in
your mind, that made you treat a person that
way.
I cried and I mourned and I grieved, and now
I believe I've healed.
And tonight I threw away our wedding album
and photos of you.
It wasn't much, but it was a start
to mend my broken heart.