hatred fills up the household
as fear escapes through each breath
the sounds of yelling and screaming
force me to worship & envy death
i close my eyes in hope
that perhaps it may disappear
but no matter how much i try
the visions remain loud & clear
the bruises on her face
resemble much like mine
the inner pain will remain
i know ill never be fine
the crystal glass shatters
as it intentionally hits the floor
i scream & beg for him to stop
yet it makes him want more
the abuse she has gone through
has resulted in my own
we both willingly suffer
desperate for his loan
she has forcefully grown powerless
he has proudly made
her into his personal bitch
his cheap excuse to get laid
however once the pain is over
she shamelessly runs back
she cant bare to lose him
even after all his daily attacks
i look at her face
with pure sadness and pity
i wish she wasnt naive
for now our lives are shitty
her eyes are constantly blood shot
her face ghostly pale
her fingers always tremble
her tears are raw & stale
but one day things were different
i woke up to pure silence
there were no wakening screams
no smashing or violence
i fearfully entered the room
i looked into his eyes
they were raging with anger
he looked at me in despise
his left hand dropped a gun
his right hand on her cheek
for once she looked peaceful
i was too frozen to speak
he looked at her and spoke
words that took no time
"arent you glad shes gone?"
"now...you're all mine"
as fear escapes through each breath
the sounds of yelling and screaming
force me to worship & envy death
i close my eyes in hope
that perhaps it may disappear
but no matter how much i try
the visions remain loud & clear
the bruises on her face
resemble much like mine
the inner pain will remain
i know ill never be fine
the crystal glass shatters
as it intentionally hits the floor
i scream & beg for him to stop
yet it makes him want more
the abuse she has gone through
has resulted in my own
we both willingly suffer
desperate for his loan
she has forcefully grown powerless
he has proudly made
her into his personal bitch
his cheap excuse to get laid
however once the pain is over
she shamelessly runs back
she cant bare to lose him
even after all his daily attacks
i look at her face
with pure sadness and pity
i wish she wasnt naive
for now our lives are shitty
her eyes are constantly blood shot
her face ghostly pale
her fingers always tremble
her tears are raw & stale
but one day things were different
i woke up to pure silence
there were no wakening screams
no smashing or violence
i fearfully entered the room
i looked into his eyes
they were raging with anger
he looked at me in despise
his left hand dropped a gun
his right hand on her cheek
for once she looked peaceful
i was too frozen to speak
he looked at her and spoke
words that took no time
"arent you glad shes gone?"
"now...you're all mine"
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now here's mine: (cuz i like poetry too)
Picture Perfect
Could you change your name and assume a new identity?
Maybe one that's not so sad this time.
Come on girl and wipe those shadows from your eyes.
Don't think I can't see you
Squirming in your shirt
Tugging cover over
Nasty fractures and hurts.
And yeah,
I think you've got the right idea.
A little cloth could do the trick.
Just try a little harder, pumpkin.
You haven't reached the part
Where I'm convinced of it.
Keep all those troubles concealed,
Flash me that dimpled daddy's girl smile.
Now laugh a little harder, please.
Devastation's out of style.
It doesn't matter you look a perfect truth,
Suck up those problems, hold up your chin.
The only thing that matters to me
Is what's seen,
not what's in.
I'd ask all your secrets and stories
But looks like no fun ones are left.
Just saves me time, really.
I'll just eat you with my eyes instead.
More to come...