a golden heart
now encased in barbed wire
as explosive words seek to disarm
unarmed without an ally
the verbal combat
camouflaged by charm
is allowed to continue to harm
strength dignity and self respect
she clings to
to remain or leave
who knows
but she sits and paints a face on
so nobody knows.
That last line rings so true,
i love the line ' paints on a face so nobody knows !