deepundergroundpoetry.com
Endless Nightmares *Gordy
a black fist
rough hands
the smell of alcohol
smoke in your lungs
and in your mouth
tears don't stop the pain
welts and bruises are the evidence
but no one looks, nor cares
who notices what is hidden well
rough hands
the smell of alcohol
smoke in your lungs
and in your mouth
tears don't stop the pain
welts and bruises are the evidence
but no one looks, nor cares
who notices what is hidden well
Published 15th Nov 2013
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 4
reading list entries 0
comments 7
reads 644
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
15th Nov 2013 5:46am
15th Nov 2013 5:51am
my stepdad wasnt exactly what you call a fatherly figure when i was a kid.
15th Nov 2013 6:23am
Good for you for speaking up
This site isn't just for pleasant poetry
A place to express emotions where otherwise
We might not have
This site isn't just for pleasant poetry
A place to express emotions where otherwise
We might not have
15th Nov 2013 10:41am
16th Nov 2013 1:33am
19th Nov 2013 4:25am
Dammit...this is short and so forth...like it alot...hopefully all that's ended for you...
30th Dec 2013 00:22am
When pain and love are one and the same... eternal game no one can win.
