The Battle - Domestic Violence

Susan Sosbe

You raise your hand

And cast the spell

I sit entranced

Your fist, it fell

And struck the blow

Across my head

What was it then

That I had said?

Or was it something

I had done

To make you hate

Who lost? Who won?

We seem so lost

By night, by day

I'm living life

In black decay

These eggshells that

I walk upon

Are getting old

My days are long

It's quiet now

The battle done

I ask again

Who lost, who won?

Published by Susan Sosbe

Susan Sosbe has been writing professionally since January 2008. She has published hundreds of articles and essays and has appeared in publications such as "Girlfriend 2 Girlfriend" and "Root & Sprout." S...  View profile

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  • Lisa Stanley1/24/2008

    Absolutely Haunting. I love it, great work!!

  • Marissa Reale1/24/2008

    Another wonderful dark poem!

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