Abuse Poem

I wrote this poem during a rough time in my life. I was this cover girl, covering scratches, bruises, busted lips, and more. I had to realize that I was just disguising the marks, not taking them away. I also learned no matter how proficient I became at hiding scars, some scars could never hide nor go away.

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Cover Girl

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Published: March 2013

You can cover it with makeup,
foundation caked on,
but you can't cover the hurt;
you can't hide the wrong.

You disguise your eyes
all black and blue,
but, Cover Girl, you can't cover
what that man has done to you.

You can hide a scratch,
you can cover up a mark,
you can pretend he doesn't bite,
you can pretend he doesn't bark.

But some scars can't be made over.
The ones that are already invisible to the eye
are the ones that will remain the longest,
not wanting to say goodbye.

Cover Girl, your work
would put a good makeup artist to shame,
but you work your magic for protection
not fame.

You want to hide the pain you feel
when you see the bite, the bruises, the marks,
but girl that makeup
cannot cover what he's done to your heart.

It's all tattered and torn,
your self worth all gone,
second guessing yourself,
thinking everything you do is wrong.

You monitor your breaths,
you count your steps.
You even count the minutes,
wondering how much time is left

Before your foundation, your concealers,
your blush, and your creams
can no longer hide the punishment
and no longer remove the screams.

Just remember some scars can't be made over.
The ones that are already invisible to the eye
are the ones that will remain the longest,
not wanting to say goodbye.

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