The Broken Body

I'm sitting on my bed
I hear the front door open
I feel my body go rigid
The door slams shut
And I know what that means
A silent tear runs down my cheek
I hear the footsteps go into the lounge room
Everything's silent
Then I hear fists smash into bone
I hear screaming and crying
I close my eyes
More silent tears run down my cheeks
My heart is in my throat
I hear yelling and screaming
I clench the quilt in my fist
And clench my eyes tightly shut, it's silent again
I hold my breath
The footsteps open the bedroom door
And then slam it shut
It's still silent
I still hold my breath
Then I hear crying
I feel relief
I let my breath out
I walk towards the lounge room
I look into the room
Everything is blurred
All I see is the body, the broken body
Nothing else matters
I go to the broken body, and kneel
I rub her back gently
And feel her rapid breathing calm
At that moment
We both know everything is going to be okay, for now





Poetry by Rachy
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Written on 2008-10-21 at 07:21

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this is my fav poem u showed me.
i think it was one of the first you eva showed me on msn.
its the one that made me write my first poem.
that was a goood day.
all i can say
is i love it
i love it
i love it!
2009-02-22