Tears on a Pillow in the Darkness

I loved him so that I gave him
my body to use for his pleasure.
When he finished he spit on me
and called me a whore.

I needed him so that I gave him
my face to vent his frustration.
When he was finished
I was no longer beautiful.

I trusted him so that I gave him
my children so that he might know joy.
When he was finished
they were afraid of men.

Neither sigh nor hope nor subtle anguish
may bring life where there is no air,
but tears on a pillow
in the darkness…
persevere.

Kings Mountain, NC
January 12, 2006
Written for an abused friend…

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Pilar Lovelace
Pilar Lovelace
11 years ago

You are very fantastic, everything you do is great. Good give you
beautiful sense human. My dear, continuo like that for ever. don’t
stop it is “MARAVILLOSO” (MARVELLOUS)

FROM: YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN

THANK YOU, AND GOOD BLESS YOU, say helo! to your sweet heart.

Love,

Pilar Lovelace (516) ***-****