# Why I Went Back

Author: charles_they
Tags: Abuse, Clean, Domestic Abuse, No Yiff, Poem, Poetry, Tanka

A series of tankas on TW: domestic abuse.

### Why I Went Back

Ask why I went back&nbsp;

Frown while prodding fresh bruises&nbsp;

Doubt my drunk doorknob&nbsp;

Judgement gavels land heavy&nbsp;

Crushing not the abuser&nbsp;

Count how many steps&nbsp;

Call into question my tale&nbsp;

Push me to answer&nbsp;

Testimony only counts&nbsp;

When concussed and still bleeding&nbsp;

Raise a keen eyebrow&nbsp;

Sharpen it like cutlery&nbsp;

Press it to my palm&nbsp;

Sympathy dies with each call&nbsp;

Shredded by inconvenience&nbsp;

Blame my attitude&nbsp;

Tell me not to provoke rage&nbsp;

Wince when I explode&nbsp;

A silenced muzzle brings peace&nbsp;

Ending domestic disputes&nbsp;

Say it's such a shame&nbsp;

Clean up my mess one last time&nbsp;

Ask why I went back&nbsp;

Go wheel away the body&nbsp;

Ignoring my children's eyes.

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-Charles Michael Averin

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/AnKAMoEe
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