Controlling Me Poem by sue crocker

Pour scorn upon my weary mind

With remarks so cold and so unkind

Dictate to me with vicious tongue

Dissect my confidence, until it has gone

Degrade me cruelly when I am down

So you may wear that sordid crown

King of controlling, a sadistic type

Who behind closed doors beats me each night

My eyes they are permanently black and blue

From repeated beatings given by you

Broken bones, cuts and tears

Excused away, say I fell down the stairs

In public you show a different side

To the one that hurts me when I am inside

You hold my hand, your arms hold me tight

Until we reach home, then you want to fight

Tonight you said I was a tart

It makes me sad, it breaks my heart

With hands so hard, you slap me round

My head is spinning I hit the ground

You kick me, and you pull my hair

I am beaten and just lie there

My head it throbs, I am unable to breathe

You kick me once more, then you leave

The blood it pours down my swollen cheeks

I am scared and feel so weak

My breathing shallow I feel so sore

My body wrecked, it can take no more

I know I am dying, life is draining from me

But at last I know I will be free