Love Don't Hurt

Black eyes, broken bones,

Broken heart and busted lips

All from the force of his

balled up fist

A long sleeved shirt on a warm

sunny day. People look at you

as if you’re insane, you can hide

The scars, but you can’t hide

The pain

LOVE DON’T HURT

Missed days from work

Sick time all used, but you

Can’t go back, they will see

You’re all bruised. Two more days

They will be all healed, is what

You tell yourself as you pop pain

pills.

Family dinner planned, but you

make an excuse. They can’t find out

You’re a victim of abuse. If they

see you face to face, they will see

Right through your lies, you won’t

Be able to hide it, they will see it in

Your eyes.

LOVE DON’T HURT

He said he was sorry, but you made

Him mad. But that’s to take the guilt

Off him and make you feel bad

If you don’t leave him now, he will

Always treat you like dirt

When will you finally see that

LOVE DON’T HURT!

                                                                Poem by Rhonda Lewis

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