Cold Bathroom Floor (may trigger)

Cold Bathroom Floor

©2013 Diana Rasmussen

When his shouting starts
she just runs away
locks the door
curls up on the
cold bathroom floor
He pounds on the door
with his angry fist
quoting his Bible
and screaming
“You have to obey!”
A tear falls from her face
as she begins to sway
She counts the tiles on
the cold bathroom floor
rocks her numbness away
hopeless and afraid
love shouldn’t hurt this way
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore
She looks at the razor
on the side of the tub
will it make the
pain go away?
she doesn’t want
to go one more day
the darkness is
calling her name
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore
Such trauma and abuse
so many bruises
why don’t they see?
what he’s doing to me?
she carries her secrets like stones
laying them out on the floor
square by square, tile by tile
she rocks not to feel anymore

11 thoughts on “Cold Bathroom Floor (may trigger)

  1. Diana,

    This is both painful and powerful, ugly and beautiful. Thanks for sharing and giving voice to the multitudes of women who suffer from abuse and don’t have the words to express their pain.

    Love,
    Cheryl

    1. Yep, will do T! I had this memory two nights ago. I’m reading this really good book, WALKING WOUNDED by Secret Angel, and her journey from victim to wholeness. It’s bringing back all these memories and pictures in my mind from when I was in that situation. I know God is bringing these things to my remembrance so I can lay them at his feet, and be healed. He is able!

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