Hidden and Abused

Hidden bruises and tear filled eyes
you wouldn’t notice she was dying inside.
 
Breath after breath she just lays in pain
wondering when it will all happen again.
 
Image after image flash inside her head
as she lays there empty on her bed.
 
The loud footsteps kick in the door
grabbing her hair to get dragged along the floor.
 
Throwing her backpack against her chest
time for school where she must pretend.
 
If only these people knew the cold hard truth
all these long years she has been abused.
 
Breath in breath out and fake that smile
for once she is safe at least for a little while.

Copyright © 2014 Tasha Badger
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