The storm was grueling
I wasn’t sure I’d get out alive
even following the aftermath
I didn’t think I’d survive
The physical blows didn’t cut
as deep as the verbal fumes
bruises became darker
leaving my emotions in ruins
(How must one touch the stars
when they feel nothing is theirs
for the reaching?
How must one climb
when their feet
seem to be slipping?)
I heard encouragement often
which made my heart swell
but words come easy when
not living in hell
In my solitary moments, I pondered
over those adjectives and verbs
and finally grasped the strength
to pull me up and move me forward
It’s not easy to break away
from the storm
but Hope is the illumination
that will always bring us home
LScott © 2013
I prefer writing in first person, but the content is fiction.
However, I wrote this for those who have been
or are in abusive relationships.
I hope and pray they find a way out;
no one is deserving of anything less than being treated
with love and respect.
40 thoughts on “Bruises”
This is truly lovely and very heartfelt Lauren. I am sure these beautiful words will bring much comfort to those in anguish. Hope is the key, Im sure.
❤ HBL XX
Thanks, Chris, I hope this poem will be comforting if someone reads who can relate too well…I agree with you in that Hope is the key and if it’s lost, then so are we…(I may use that quote somewhere :)) HBL ♥ xoxo
I love the sentiment of this. Some people blame victims of abuse for not getting out of these relationship but its not that easy. I guess abusers have so much power over their victims that they can’t see a way out. People don’t understand that their entire spirit and being is ruined. Sometimes it happens so slowly that it becomes normal and over time they can’t see a difference and how they have changed. And then sometimes, especially when they have grown up with it they think its the way they are supposed to be treated and know no different. Great poem, Lauren! xx
Oh, Bianca, you conveyed this situation perfectly…thanks so much for your insightful comment and complement! Hugs to you! xx
That was beautiful and deeply moving.
Thanks so much, Madhu, I appreciate your lovely comment! I’ll visit you soon, too. I can’t seem to stay or “get” caught up! 🙂
A heartfelt poem, Lauren . Once I lived in what I call never ever land again. Mental abuse often changes into as I call it mental blackmail What does get you out is a survival mode and your will to survive. Thank you for sharing this poem.
Love and hugs from across the creek xoxo
Aww..thanks for sharing, Francina, and I can only imagine…it’s just such a sad state for anyone to have to endure and I’m hoping the survival mode is strong for anyone going through this…sending love and hugs across the creek, too! (love that creek) 🙂 xoxo
Spoken so very true!! I loved the poem Lauren! Have a wonderful weekend my sister!
Thanks so much, Wendell, and sorry for my late response, but I always appreciate your comments. I hope your week has been a good one and will continue to be! Hugs and blessings to you, my brother!
Reblogged this on SandraBranum's Blog and commented:
Words of hope to help those in the dark find their way…
Thanks so much for reblogging, Sandy, and for your kind words, my friend!
I’m glad I saw the red and saw it was fiction before I started reading it. I would have freaked. Physically and mentally abusive relationships are awful, and I wish I knew why people treated others that way. It’s not as if they have to.
I didn’t know you went by “Al” but now I know…sorry, I’m a little slow at times. 🙂 Yes, this is definitely fiction and I feel the same way you do! Thanks for commenting, Al!
I only changed it recently when I made massive changes to my blog.
this is a hard topic to read about but one that people should be aware of always, especially how prevalent this kind of abuse really is. no one really knows…behind closed doors…
very eloquent Lauren.
You are so right, Geraldine, and I wholeheartedly agree with you. Thanks so much for your beautiful complement, too! xx
Verbal fumes – that’s very striking
Thanks so much, Seb, for your kind complement!
Very strong emotions Lauren.
Thanks, Kim, there are very strong feelings all around when it comes to abuse…just wishing no one had to endure it.
As you abuse me – physically, verbally, mentally – I shrivel and cry.
In time, I realise, I’m crying for you.
I’m sure your ending words are very true, Eric…
Thanks very much! I’m glad you liked this one, which leads us down a darker path, yet, ending with Hope!
Thanks so much, Charlene, I’m glad you liked this one! 🙂 xx
Beautiful~ You are so right. No one deserves to be abused. I pray for anyone suffering in the hands of an abuser that they can find a way out. Hugs, Renee ♥
Thanks, Renee, and I pray those same words…Hugs back! ♥
Wow Lauren this one has a deeper pull than some of your other pieces – I enjoyed it!
Well, probably because the subject is a little deeper, I would say…thanks so much, Christy and for sharing on fb, too! xx
Very nice Lauren. You picked up on all the feelings that must overwhelm the abused. Good job 🙂
Thank you very much, Olivia, for your lovely comment! 🙂
You’re right, no one deserves to be treated that way.
Beautiful poem, Lauren!
Love and hugs xxx
Thanks, Deb, for your lovely words, as always, and I hope you’re having a great evening! Love n hugs to you, too! xoxo
A deeply worthy story for the telling, and beautifully told, as always, Lauren!
They probably do it because they want to take out their frustration on others. God help them and their victims
You’re probably right and I agree with you!
Thank you, my friend, and for all your catching up! Whew! 😉