POEM: NO ONE KNOWS

When I see you, I feel angry

but your tears force me to have compassion

You say, you love me, but what is to you? One minute you can't live without me and in the next moment, you are that person that could make this......be....my.....last .......breath

Fighting, yelling, screaming, crying.....doors slam.....sex......doors open

That becomes my survival method

Enclosed by these walls that is the gatekeeper to our violent secret

No one knows

I hide from embarrassment

No one knows the suicidal thoughts that play in my mind, like an innocent child in a playground

If I keep quiet....

MAN DOWN!

The bullet that was meant for me detoured and pierced his soul

Now two lives become another statistic:

one lies in a grave

one lies behind the iron bars of cruel and unusual punishment

NO ONE KNOWS..... what a victim of domestic violence goes through in the United States

Every 15 seconds a woman is abused

but, NO ONE KNOWS.... the hour, date and time when domestic violence will end

NO ONE KNOWS.....

NO ONE KNOWS!!!!!!

This poem was written to encourage the victim of domestic violence that is locked behind bars because at some point she/he got fed up and in act of fear and rage committed the crime of murder to the abuser. This poem was written to also educate us on our judicial system and if we as society don't hurry and break the silence of domestic violence, our men and women will be taken from our homes and leaving our children in maximum filled institutions.

Be blessed!