Deb StevensHines - 'Why she stays'

Sting of a slap without reform
A fist closed tight clenching rage
Her flesh weathers yet another storm
Years are not kind from the batterings
They tale their toll
Bruises on skin
Bruises on soul

Contorted reasons on each apology
Her heart will again relent
It's not love alone that dulls her mind
But the censure of weak consent

Be not her judge for what she stays
There are no rules she's broken
If guilt be any it lays in hiding
Domestic Violence
Rarely spoken~

Deb StevensHines

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