Lament of a Battered Woman

Bruises disappeared, cuts and scratches gone The scars inside will never heal The roses are beautiful, your promises empty You'll never know the way I feel Self esteem removed, dignity stripped Emotions drained, each day the same How pathetic can you be to think Somehow, some way, I might be to blame. A horror story not fully told Nowhere to run, nowhere to go A love so warm, now so cold To be so high, then sink so low. The battle rages on, each day the same Our dreams and plans have turned to dust Why is the pain greater, also the shame When it's someone you love, someone you trust.