Paid For In Blood.

As I close and lock the door

The tears of temper blind me

Deep in the red mist, bind me

Inside these four confining walls



Where there's only ever you and me

Barely do all those bruises show

We both know you can never leave

Too caught up in the undertow



And when dawn breaks, another day

You know precisely what I'll say

"So sorry, but you make me mad!"

"You're the best thing that I ever had!"



Once again, a sweet good girl you'll be

Exactly like you know you should

But my broken, empty promises

Are always paid for in fresh blood





Original Dark Poetry.

Copyright © Craig Detheridge.

2015 - 2018.



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