The Never Ending Cycle Of Domestic Violence I Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

you must have felt like a real man
when you grabbed my hair
pushed me down
dragged me over on the concrete ground

it must have been so empowering
for you to see me quiver and scream
abusing me making me feel like shit
you never leave a chance to do your bit

for everything gone wrong in your life
its easy for you to target me out of spite
I wish this happened to your own family
your mother and your sister faced the same misery

but God almighty is there to see
the curses of my soul
will never leave any of you free

i am numbed and I am lost
I cannot react I cannot talk
I treat the ailments of others family
but look at me
I am broken beyond any existing therapy