Another long night of abuse and tears.
I do not know why I am shocked.
This has been our routine for years.
The bruises are darker the night before.
I keep believing that one day I will leave for good.
I tell myself I cannot do this anymore.
I show up to work.
That is where all the lies begin.
No one can know the truth.
Ashamed, I am so ashamed.
I swore that I would not let this happen again.
It is a dark, rainy day and I am wearing sunglasses.
They are all staring.
It is my only way to cover up the blood stains, bruises, and scratches.
One day I will leave and not come back.
Hopefully that one day, is not my last.
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