They say just leave...
they don't see the holes in the walls
that remind me that they could be put
through me.
They say just leave...
they don't see the bruises
around my neck
covered up with foundation
because my own structure crumbled long ago.
They say just leave...
but they don't see
the moths in my wallet
because he only shares breadcrumbs
- always keeping me starving for more.
They say just leave...
but they don't see the handcuffs
of tiny, innocent, lives
he holds over my head
like a noose.
They say just leave...
if only
it were that
easy
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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