I watch my bruises turn black and blue
From when you practised your punches on me
You went on your usual drunken spree,
Returning home with a look that I knew

Your bloodshot eyes were my very first clue
Yet, frozen with fear made it hard to flee
I watch my bruises turn black and blue
From when you practised your punches on me

The shame gives way to courage anew
No longer a victim I want to be;
I dream of a future when I’m free
‘No more! I’m done,’ I’ll be telling you
I watch my bruises turn black and blue

(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (10 May 2017)

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  1. Ramya

    May 10, 2017 at 11:09 pm

    Good one Sanch. I think, everyone will have one saturation level and they cannot tolerate after that.

  2. Erin

    May 11, 2017 at 12:23 am

    The repetition of “I watched my bruises turn black and blue” really resonated.

  3. Nate

    May 11, 2017 at 4:36 am

    Hi Sanch! Great job making the repeated phrase mean something different each time it’s stated. The last line gave me hope.

  4. Shilpa Gupte

    May 11, 2017 at 4:25 pm

    That’s something many a battered souls will relate to. There does come a point in every victim’s life when they find the courage to fight back; a point in their life when every cell in their body screams,’ ENOUGH!”

  5. Deepa

    May 11, 2017 at 5:00 pm

    You have beautifully summed up what many are suffering from. It is a sad reality and not many have the courage to break free.

  6. Sreesha

    May 11, 2017 at 6:20 pm

    No one should have to go through this. But yes, fear makes it impossible to flee sometimes.
    The repeated line makes this poem all the more powerful.

    1. Sanch, the writer

      May 12, 2017 at 9:29 pm

      Thanks for the feedback! 🙂

  7. sara

    May 12, 2017 at 12:15 am

    No more bruises, no more shame.It had to stop.Well penned Sanch!

  8. Rowan

    May 13, 2017 at 2:46 am

    I’m such a sucker for a refrain, especially one that changes every time you come across it. I usually find my refrain couplets in the shower and end up writing the poem around them – did you?

  9. Modern Gypsy

    May 13, 2017 at 4:05 am

    I liked how you gave each mention of I watched my bruises go black and blue a different interpretation. The last line – hope she does it soon!
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