I thirst for help before it's too late.
I stand alone in the darkness as I lay.
The might of his fist feels like burning coal.
The power of his kick ordains the soul.
The fire in his eyes makes you blind,
but my cry for help you cannot find.
I need help and someone to help me now.
He won't let me leave him, so I don't know how.
He is passive and controlling
as he pushes me around, my body rolling.
I don't think I can save myself.
Someone listen to my cry for help!
Poem About Abusive Relationship
I'm 14 and it's in the past, but this reminds me of an abusive parent/person whenever I read this.
Cry For Help!
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008 with permission of the Author.