Helen Poem by Jamelia Lane

How could Helen handle her husband hitting her like a punching bag
Helen's heart was cold as stone hard like a rock
Slam! Slam! Being knocked into the wall
Her heart cried inside as it no longer beat in her chest
She was so tired she could have slept for 50 years
Beating bruising biting
Helen's feeling had ran from her body long ago
Stomp! Stomp! The sound of the kids running to hide
Helen's heart was as empty as a ocean with no water
She could have hidden in a thousand closets and still she couldn’t get away