I come running to you
Not like a moth into a flame
But as someone who has found a place
To deposit all their blames
Seeing you put on a brave face
I let the shadows overcome me
Let my features become a twin to menace.
You smile to soften the blow on your heart
Believe it or not, I'm guilty AF
I know, you see, I know that and yet
Never sorted out this habit, never left
And when the blood starts dripping
When your smile starts dipping
When the world keeps tipping
And your heart keeps ripping
Realizing your condition,
I bawl my eyes out
Kneeling as you comfort me
You never leave me in doubt
I love you and need you
So it's a good thing I own you
As I punch you like routine.
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Author:
The girl next door (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: With this poem, I wanted to show a domestic abuser as a human with feelings too, but as I wrote the last line I realized that I still hated the abuser, no matter what his circumstances for it may be, when I showed his personality as completely corrupt in the last two lines.
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments1
Tough poem, and many will resonate with it. It also brings into light, how love will make many stay in the relationship.
Yeah. But I kind of hope no one resonates with it, cause if they do, it means they know this pain, and I don't want that.
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