Abuse Poem by Dolan Doran

laying in bed,
half in, half out...
the dream realm just
out of my reach.

my window open,
the darkness encroaching
slowly;
I try to encourage the
non-existent
breeze to wipe away
my tears.

laying naked,
feeling used.
the bruisese darkening
on my chest and side.

How can your “love” hurt so much?
How can you dare call this love?
Why did you do this?
Why do I let you?

Finally sleep takes me
away; pain fades;
a minor throb in the
back of my mind.

No more pain.
No more fear.
It’s over.
You have no
power over me.

I embrace the darkness.
revel in the black.
It’s over.
No white lights.
No angels to
lead my home.
Just blackness.

My breath leaves in a puff.
It’s over.
My body relaxes.
I guess he hit
one to many times.