by KatieLo
(Helena, MT)
Who's to blame, have to carry the shame? Not he nor she, nor all who could see? Guess that leaves no one... no one here but Me.
She knows the where
She knows the when
She knows the who too well.
Believe Me or believe Me not,
She has a truth to tell.
Held against Her will, beaten, burned, drugged, brutally tortured... ninety days, no break, no relief. Places unknown, no money no phone. No car, no hope. Bruised to the bone, too far from home.
There was no escape.
Scared, terrified, confused, defenseless, and alone... survival was all She owned.
He decided what She could think, feel, say and do.... robbed of every human right, he stole all Her free will. Punching, kicking, slapping, spitting... he held a knife to Her throat, ripped Her clothes, pissed on all their belongings... She ate and drank what he poured on Her lap, or threw in Her face.
All the days in, every day throughout...
But why? And how? There's no way out. This cannot actually be... People who see just let him be because nothing can be said or done to help the innocent three. His war rages on the day in and day out... who's to blame, help carry the shame? Not he nor she nor all who could see?
He laughed, mocked and called Her names because to him, She is nothing. Her life is just a joke.
But why? How? Please say what for... She doesn't deserve it, She didn't sign up for this, She didn't know, this isn't how it was supposed to go.
She begged for understanding, pleaded for mercy although, he wouldn't let them go... He screamed and yelled, demanded She not 'act abused' spitting venom drenched in frustration asking, Her, why She 'just wouldn't die'?
Threatening to kill Her, Her kids, Her family, and friends if She dares try to run, or scream, or ever ask for help.
Punish me not them, She repeatedly exclaimed.
He offered no explanation, no reasons for shame... then who's to blame?
She bled and cried.
He promised her love and an unmarked grave deep in the desert... where no one can see, because no one would care if She were there.
But why? For what? Please stop.
You don't have to do this, please not again...
This cannot be real, how can this be? Please! It's me. I'm your love? I'm a Mother, a Woman, just a human being...
Day in and day out, every day was something new, yet every day was much the same.
She endured the hurt as he inflicted the pain.
Who's to blame, have to carry the shame? Not he nor she nor all who could see? Guess that leaves no one, no one here but me.
She knows the where
She knows the when
She knows the who too well...
She survived, She knows.
She's been in the depths of hell.
Believe me or believe me not,
I have a truth to tell.
"The broken peace in Me"
'Summer of 2013'
-By KatieLo