this poem is called she stands

As she stands in front of the mirror starring at the bruises around her face, neck, arms, and all she can say to herself with tears of rage running down her cheek sobbing like a little girl… How am I going to cover this up? Pulling her sleeves past the black and blue marks she looks in the mirror with such shame! Feeling worthless! This man she loves so much is sucking the life out of her and fears she will never get away from him. She is tired of the lies & abuse no amount of make up will ever cover up the scars in her head! Beyond battered and bruised she knows how to fake her beautiful smile all to well, but inside she dying wanting shout it out to the world what this man has done to her, but shame and fear keeps her from speaking up. One day she will know when she has had enough and then she will let it be known if its not to late.