Violent Nights

• Lauren Deveral, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2010

A simple slap could do it all
Next you’ll be pinned against a wall
Your instincts say fight back
But with that comes more attack
You don’t want to just defend
There will be wounds to attend
Instead you sit there and take it
Later hide under your blanket
You try to sleep through the pain
This has happened once again
Countless times you’ve been through this
From black eyes to broken wrists
Violent nights come to violent ends
A bruise isn’t the latest trend