She Was Shattered Glass
He adored her joyfulness
Wanted it for himself
Desired her in new ways
She felt honored and beloved.
He was attentive,
Brought her gifts
Paid attention to her
Showed he was a gentleman
Her relatives did not trust him
Did not understand him
She defended him
Married him
This is when she saw the real he that he was
He had turned from Jekyll to Hyde
Her hopes and dreams were now shattered glass
She was a doll, kept on a shelf, ready to break
Each day was a nightmare
There were slaps and punches
Her relatives had been right
But she was isolated now
She was his puppet.
Living in his world
Ashamed and terrified
Today might be her last
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