Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen Poet Dramatic Verse

Domestic Violence Survivor Written by Mrs Yolanda Nicholsen

i'd allowed you in again even thou my soul 
was shattered god was quite displeased as you 
hammered your dark fist against my rib cage 
senseless i thought an yet you were forgiven again 
even more than the last time i'd carefully packed 

garments birth certificates and social security cards 
while dripping tears and blood onto the blank pages 
of my new residence a safe place chanted across 
the empty lines then availibility  how many beds 
as we poured into the entrance the sign read safe 

you are not alone an yet i'd left everything i was 
centered in a room of over fourteen other women 
quiet timid angry how we failed at making a male 
happy within his own skin how he'd torn into us all 
it was like the same man had beaten us all an yet 
i knew only you calm cool collective when the cops 

came taking you around the corner to cool off 
where was i here in america why i was all races 
all religions an yet i was harmed while the worse 
part of my abuse was returning to my abuser 
how you emptied me into silence covered in tears 

black and blue an yet i missed you washing the bruises 
with soft soap our children were shattered as i explained 
daddy was ill he was sick he worked very hard to care 
for us if we were more quiet well behaved he would 
respond to our energy and love us deeply as deep 

as i allowed myself to be abused this was america 
oppression depression family ties became wrath 
as i whispered he know's not what he does 
we are loved as i planned a new home among strangers 
an yet they were me i was all of these women a safe place
 
sorjournal truth home the harbor light inn the st angeline 
christian center chaplins office the salvation army 
cornerstone community outreach shelter the springs 
outreach where was home in america as i embraced 
you served you were ill you would someday change 

abuse would become softer cycles will be broken 
but here in the in this space in this place 
and in this time you became plural that's all 
as i soon became very small why i soon became 
safe

Written by Mrs Yolanda Nicholsen

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Carl Fraser December 3, 2012 at 7:59 AM Yolanda you never failed to make him happy, the failure lived in him long before he met you. You hold your head high and give thanks to God that your live another day to write such great work, theres good guys out there, may god lead them to your heart. Blessings Carl Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen January 21, 2018 at 9:08 AM Thank you carl..

Lucilla Carrillo September 22, 2012 at 5:14 PM This is so sad, but it happens all the time. My granddaughter lived an abuesive life with the father of her child. She has a good life now with a good man. You have to have faith and courage to get out. Many blessings. Lucilla Mrs. Yolanda Nicholsen January 21, 2018 at 9:08 AM Thank you lucilla..