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2 years.
I see love has
just got home
I sit at the window,
Simply dreading your arrival.
You say work's been hard today
I am apparently to blame
Let the routine begin.
____________
Throw me down
Slap me around
Beat till I've had enough.
Grasp my throat
Till I pass out
How else will I ever learn-
Putrid insults spew from your lips,
As emotions unravel and
I inwardly crumble to oblivion
Getting stuck with each tear I shed.
Let screaming commence
Music to your ears
Your well planned scheme prevails.
I lay on the floor, gaping with terror,
hurt and alone.
As you watch from above me,
my blood dripping off your fingers.
__________
Scars and bruises
Noone ever speaks of
Except behind closed doors.
just got home
I sit at the window,
Simply dreading your arrival.
You say work's been hard today
I am apparently to blame
Let the routine begin.
____________
Throw me down
Slap me around
Beat till I've had enough.
Grasp my throat
Till I pass out
How else will I ever learn-
Putrid insults spew from your lips,
As emotions unravel and
I inwardly crumble to oblivion
Getting stuck with each tear I shed.
Let screaming commence
Music to your ears
Your well planned scheme prevails.
I lay on the floor, gaping with terror,
hurt and alone.
As you watch from above me,
my blood dripping off your fingers.
__________
Scars and bruises
Noone ever speaks of
Except behind closed doors.
Published 2nd Mar 2011
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3rd Mar 2011 5:34pm
thats filled with intense emotive language which makes it all the more painful and its bursting at the seams with daunting and scary images which makes it all the more insightful into the pain alot of women go through/ and men ofcourse... but more women... when they go through domestic abuse..
its a great poem. i encourage you to keep your writing up :)
its a great poem. i encourage you to keep your writing up :)
