No one sees the bruises,
The ones imprinted on your pride,
The scratches on your ego,
The wounds on the inside
He says that he loves you
Holds you, oh so gently
But you know it won’t last long,
This will all be a memory
It starts with snide remarks and smirks,
Cruel and taunting words,
Words that swarm around your mind,
Like a flock of angry birds.
Verbally he lays you bare,
Exposed, vulnerable to pain,
He strips you of your dignity
Before saying he’s sorry again.
Your very home is a minefield,
Any second it could all just blow,
Tick tock tick tock,
Watch the clock hands go
You wait for the explosion.
For something to tip the scales,
His excuse to light the fuse,
A time old ritual that never fails
Disapproval lacing the air
An icy silence that chills your spine,
You praying that it will be over soon,
It will all soon be fine,
You repeat the wish in your head,
As he tears you into shreds,
Till you’re left numb and cold,
Your dignity left for dead
An ongoing war it always is,
Between your spirit and him,
You are barely winning the battle,
His patience is wearing thin,
You can see it in his eyes,
With every word that drips with disdain,
He’s desperate to see you break,
Your struggles are all in vain
Why do you stay with him?
His every sentence has the power of a blow,
Is it because you are helpless?
There is nowhere left to go?
Or because of something much more serious,
A little joke on Irony’s part
Is it simply because,
The monster still owns your heart?
Live on, wounded martyr,
In your gilded cage of nerves and tears,
Where humiliation is a constant companion,
Your cries no one hears.
Live as Cupid’s hostage,
Always staring at the door,
I’m afraid there’s no help for you, my dear,
There’s no escape anymore.