I won't say a word
I won't make a sound.
My heart won't ache
my head won't pound.
i won't cry
I won't break
slap me and slap me
there's more I can take.
My face is bloody
my body bruised.
I haven't any money...
at life I lose.
Can't you see one day what you did...
will come back.
I won't say a word
but pain travels in circles
You play in that world.
I won't say a word
I won't make a sound
my heart won't break...
my head won't pound.
Heather, this is sad yet intense, its like a silent fight, a belief that the abuser will be punished, very powerful and well written! Preets
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i agree wid preeti... its a very powerful and well-written poem... 'Can't you see one day what you did... will come back.'.....these lines are the most stirking ones.. nice write, heather... Asma...