You Never Hit Me

You never raised a hand to me,

yet your  words sliced my soul in two

and I am bruised and battered

on the inside because of you.

You never punched me

or broke my wrist or arm,

but the words and things you said

did me then and now a great deal of harm.

You never gave me a black eye,

or physical bruises to see,

but inside my mind and heart

the bruises and scars are many.

Just because you never hit me,

does not mean I have not been battered..

and just because you didn't hit me...

you just didn't think it mattered...

Poet: Terrie L. Sloan

©2003

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