His pawn


The light bulb flickered
And all went dark
Hiding the shame
Of her abuser’s marks
Life had dealt her
Such a useless hand
The only way out
Was to take a stand
Controlled by fear
She gave into the crime
Determined to live this way
Until the end of time
For she could never quite see
A sure-fire way out
This is what her life
Would forever be about

© 2017 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt:  The light bulb flickered, and then it went dark.


12 thoughts on “His pawn

    1. Thank you… It’s a subject that is hard for many to talk about. I’ve fortunately never faced abuse like this myself, but have known plenty of people who have. So it weighs heavy on my heart for those who suffer this way.

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