He Beat Her

Emotionlesswreck

"He beat me" you said

What made him see red?

Was it the words that you said 

That tore up your bed?

 

In your flustered haze 

You search for the gun

I fear for your life 

You say "fuck it I'll get a the knife"

 

You scream at me "GET OUT"

I don't move from the table 

For my body is frozen

My mind is unstable

 

My minds thoughts are racing

"Is this the day?

Am i losing my mother

By her own hand?"

 

From her haze she calms down

She lowers the knife

No longer am I fearing for her life

But her mind is gone and will never be the same.

 

Another day passed in the depression game.

  • Author: D.P. Fifer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 14th, 2016 13:24
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  • Category: Sad
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME EW ~ Thanks for a well written first poem (it flows) but with a very very depressing message. However it happens everyday all over the World especially in big cities. Ladies are beaten and abused and there are only two way out. ONE ~~ you kill your abuser TWO You kill yourself ! Either one has dire consequences Depression is a KILLER ! Thanks for caring and shsring ~ BRIAN

  • Tony36

    Awesome, Awesome write

  • dessybbg

    This is very nice writing in love with it oml



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