Her Fears

He put a ring on her finger Like he would always love her Filled her heart with promises Assurances that he was hers He put a lie in her dreams Filled her with a loss of self-esteem Feeling like she’d been betrayed Never sure that she was safe He put a hand to her face Left a bruise that was blue and purple Colors to challenge her prayers When had she become so weak? He put his roses in her hand Saying he was sorry once again How could she judge who he was? He was always so remorseful He left her without even a note To tell her that he’d found another Someone less aware of his episodes That brought more pain that intimacy He was gone and she finally began to see With him, she had lost all her sweet dreams She’d been wrong to allow it to go on And now she could smile without fear… Fear of who she was, who she’d become, Fear of his hand that was so fast to hurt Fear of the love that had held her there Fear of all that he had changed into with her Fear of the moment when she’d said yes… I do accept the abuse that I’ve conceded to.