In 1994, I surrendered to alcoholism. For the next two years I made amends and looked at my relationships.
After filing for a divorce, I casually dated and three different women shared with me the same belief. That they would rather be physically beaten instead of verbally abused.
Their reasoning was that over time, the scars from the physical abuse would heal - but those words said with an evil intent could last a lifetime...
One evening during the news,
I was shocked to see a young wife
she was beaten by her husband
her eyes black… her lips swollen
I wondered would she heal
I knew she was safe
the police… and the courts
would protect her
as I watched the screen
she cried and shook
and I wondered… would she ever heal
could she remember her wedding night
when her beau said… “I love you”
was it yesterday or an eternity
when he told her how beautiful she was
her battered face came to life
on the screen… I, too… started to cry
I wanted to hug her and comfort her
would this help her scars
what was said before she was beat
was she a whore… a slut… a cheat
shame sat in… as I realized “I’m sorry” wasn’t enough