SHUN DOMESTIC VIOLENCE By Olivia


Her
Her face was a punching bag.
Her back was for pressing clothes.
Her hair was a scanty bush.
Her skin was mutilated like an ugly doll.
Her nails were broken to pieces.
Her clothes were shredded without empathy.
Her body was beautified with sores.
She was a total mess...
Talk of the physical.
Deep down, as deep as the ocean, her heart was running out of blood.
Her soul was lost to the wind...
Lost to the wind, yet suffocating.
Lost to the wind, lost forever?
Her mind was a battlefield.
Fighting demons, fighting fears.
All she wanted was to be free,
Free as a bird.
All she wanted was to be safe,
Safe like a baby suckling its mother's beasts.
All she wanted was to be sane,
Sane to think straight and let go.
All she wanted was love,
To love and be loved.
But nobody loved her like her.
Nobody bothered to know why a salty Lake surrounded her always.
And how she continuously drowned in it.
Talk of the emotional..
Her spirit felt dead.
Lost in hell, well, her own personal hell.
Her beliefs were thinning like her.
She wanted to die.
Where was God when she needed Him the most?
Why had He abandoned her to her oppressor?
What kind of life was she living, waking up to misery, pain, sorrow
When would it all end?
Talk of the spiritual...
All these happening because of the brutal treatment of a domestic oppressor.
But she'll find solace in her strength again.
She will fight back.
She will pick up pieces of her broken self and fix it.
She'll hold on to God cos He is her only hope.
She will be free and soar like an eagle.
She will be loved by God and her baby.
She will be happy, she will survive.
She'll live.

Say no to domestic violence.
#Liv


Written By Olivia

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