"Cover Me With Lace Not Brusies" Poem against Domestic Violence

Today I was on the bus on my way into town and I saw a demonstration against domestic violence called One Billion Rising. I had to stop and come and hear more. I stood there and just knew I had to share my own experiences with the crowd that had gathered. The beauty about freedom is it give you ability to speak up, shout out and make a difference. I had this poem that I shared with the crowd that had gathered about domestic violence. It was a very empowering moment. I almost cried and other women did cry. Thank you for caring about such an important cause #1billionrising

Closed doors, shutting out memories
But cracking holes into her soul
So distant, the brokenness is his bully
He's protecting her like a used condom  

She’ll say, “Why do you dethrone me publically?”
He’ll say, “Why do I feel like you never there for me?”
But, "I'm right here", she'll cry
He'll look her in the eye and say, "And I'm just trying to make you better"

Her words want to say something
That doesn’t need the pain relief of alcohol
But the waver in her voice isolates her
Innermost thoughts from most people

Looking for warmth in a thin lace shawl
Wrapping it over her arms to cover the bruises
But it barely covers her heart
Her mind is cloudy with excuses

She remembers speaking his words not hers
“No one’s loved her like he has”
“No one’s even known her like he has”
“Who else would want her?”-It must be true love 

She waited for this to make sense to her
While he convinced her with scripture
She was disobedience in the act
Every doubt he saw, he took as a fact 

She became like a bad actor not knowing character
But looking at the face paint her bruises made
And feeling the bumps and hills across her face
Still, with dinner on his plate bang on eight 

Hands moulding children out of dumplings
French kissing with lasagne
Waiting for passion to heat up in the oven
But when he came home, she was still alone 

He would aim words like nuclear weapons
They would feed off each others negative emotions
He would store revenge like a recipe
So don’t tell me married people can’t get raped 

Hatred overcoming love in a race of pride
This lace shawl placed round her neck and over her eyes
Fighting him for bits of light in the darkness of where she lies
Before she’s switched off completely 

She rips through lace, to expose the bare skin
Policemen looking
Like they understand the pain she’s been in
Asking her to cut off all promises, like circumcision 

She knows his heart was broken before
She's a doctor trying to save the bloody thing
But it's more like heart transplant
Where she has to give him hers for him to live 

She’s asking for love to be transformed into light
That goes faster than the eye
That way he wouldn't be able to stop it penetrating his insides
She would be his superhero 

Cause as a little girl her fantasies defied gravity
Now gravity pulls her into black holes of confusion
The concussion has gone to her head
And she is too dizzy to consider her future 

She can’t stay she’ll be destroyed
She can’t leave he’ll be destroyed
Choices she’s been trying to avoid making for 5 years
And it’s not easier to make 5 years later 

Making her despises freedom
As she is battling with it under her duvet
Her voice sounds to her like an out of tune choir
But it's telling her to forgive  

It tells her to look into her own eyes next time
Instead of believing someone else’s lies
That is the only way you’ll find freedom   

When you're alone