abused woman
in marriage
keeping her rictus smile active
trembling
with a twisted mouth
another day
still in it,
in her marriage
smile
to keep it brimming
feigned love
in their house
with her abusive man
whether she's wrong,
else she's right
she apologize
to keep it brimming
That's how her
marriage survives
through fear
lies
betrayal
whether she's right
she doesn't mention it,
She better shut up
to keep it active
else thunderstorms
and strong winds
of her husband's anger
will destroy it,
arguments
taking place
destroying
What they both had built
over the years
sadness and tears
in her daily life.
She knows there is no peace.
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That was so sad. Hope she can get out of this marriage. Loved your poem.
Sad.
Oh even though it is sad it might be the bitter truth.