As I walked on eggshells and opened the door
I saw your eyes and knew there was a war
You yelled, you screamed, your eyes said it all
You showed me the evil in soul, but I was in your thrall
Again and again and again you lashed out at me, without remorse
I just stood there numb, like a dumb horse
The yelling the screaming continued but you crossed a line
In your rage I started to feel devine
Once it subsided and you were nice
I gave you a kiss and decided to listen, to my own advice
I left feeling empowered, I said take care
I knew this time was beyond repair
I felt numb, I felt lost, for quite a while
My memories were tucked away in an unopened file
Months go by I hear nothing from you, the quiet is a blessing
One day I hear your voice, my guts turn as I started stressing
You see you evil witch
You won’t control me again like your little bitch
I will expose you for who you are
You can hide all you want but you cannot run far
You see all those memories locked in my soul
As I expose you they will take their toll
Rot in hell you skank
I hope I am there when life makes you tank
- Author: feltyer ( Offline)
- Published: August 9th, 2022 11:34
- Comment from author about the poem: Men are not the only abusers.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 151
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