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I Know

I’m writing this poem to those who are living life in the dark I know you have some secrets and I know you don’t want to set off a spark You’ll know who you are in a minute when you read my words here on this page For your face has seen many tears and long ago you started to age. There’s a look that I can recognize in someone now that I used to be It saddens me more than you know I wish that you could see what I see For if you were to have known me then and see how far I have come From those days of being filled with fear from another ones temper did I succumb Oh yes, I’m familiar with those days of “tripping and falling” down the stairs Or running into the doorway And being tired of all others glares Better you just stay home after that after those clumsy days of yours and avoid people altogether and avoid explaining your new sores I’m writing to tell you something it’s something you need to hear Nobody deserves to be treated like this so tell yourself that freedom is near You’re much stronger than you think you are just look at what you’ve endured No lamb could have ever survived your plight and WRONG carries a sentence, rest assured. So know that you’re not alone anymore there are plenty of us you can trust we’ll be there to help you every step of the way and soon your life will be just the next time your precious partner comes at you with all that they’ve got put up your hand and say to his face there’s something that I have been taught You have no right to assault me no right to do me any harm and if you continue this behavior You’ll be the one with cause for alarm Touch one more hair on my head My friends will be here and help me say I’m going to be safe, you’ll never see me again And you’re going to be put safely away. 2016

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