Kirstie Duekett

Rookie - 0 Points (25/07/1996 / Perth Western Australia)

Her Reality - Poem by Kirstie Duekett

She makes a run for it,
She can't live in the hectic life pit.
She is tied to the floor,
He walks in and slams the door.
He reaches for the belt attached to the wall,
He belts into her and she feels ever so small.
Then she is left there to think,
She dares to ask for a drink.
She is told she is greedy,
To think about the needy.
She feels so bad,
For the children and the things they wish they had.
But is it guilt or fear,
That she is to think about this for the rest of the year.
Why is she still in that house of hurt?
And why is she being treated like a piece of dirt?
There will never be an answer about that,
Because she never mattered and that is that.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 12, 2012


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