I Heard Her Pain Poem by Dianna Nally

A quiet night, just me and my man
relaxing together, nothing more
When suddenly I hear a terrifying scream
coming from the apartment next door.

We looked at each other, then I jumped up,
and grabbed the phone to call 911.
He put on his slippers and went running outside
We could only imagine what her husband had done.



It wasn't the first time we heard them fight
But it was the first time she sounded in fear of her life.
Why do they think it's their duty to stay
Your not his punching bag ladies, your his wife.

I understand that it's easier said then done
But the statistics say your time is running out.
Get out there and find the help that you need, or
you will be the next statistic, without a doubt.

Dianna Nally
6/22/07


This goes out to all the abused women who are afraid to leave
their abuser.