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by Elsie Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Adult · #1059310
for anyone who has stepped through the lions den..


Once more I come home
the curtains drawn,
the scent of fear lingers
my security is gone,
You look at me coldly
and tighten your fists,
as I try to keep quiet
I feel sick from this

I feel so entrapped
I am always to blame,
and I am just waiting
to be cussed at again
Living so dangerously
living in this hell,
you bruise me up again
and my face starts to swell;
I feel so ashamed
I can barely make work,
its so hard to smile
when Im feeling the hurt,
I keep my head down
when we are out together
but would I dare tell?
of course not, never -
This abuse you cause
is getting too much,
I fear everything about you
even when we touch.
Before long Ive lost myself
I can barely even stand
Ive lost the will to live
Im ashamed that youre my man -
I am a hollow shell
that can barely look at you
there is no way to smile
through all the black and blue;
And then one day I woke up
and knew it was the end,
no more would I fall down
no more would I pretend,
I fled that day forever
I couldnt do it again
I would rather have been dead
then to rekindle the pain,
Nolonger will you hurt me
no more will I be trapped,
cause theres life beyond those walls
and I am never turning back..
For those that are still there
falling into the flames
hear me when I tell you
that you can find peace again...



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