HOW DOES IT FEELS?

mandamas1983



How does it feels? to walk in and smell the fear in the air,

to get home to a clean house, hot food 

and you just don't care,

to greet your beautiful wife with a nasty glare?

How does it feels? to express your feelings and emotions

by assaulting her dignity,

to violate her integrity?

with a symphony of bitches, whores and sluts,

and a melody of bare knuckles clashing against her glass like skin,

a hand full of hair, a frail trembling chin.

How does it feels? to make her feel pain

her tears to flow,

you love her you hate her?

She really don't know,

she thought was as pure as snow.

Now answer me this.

How does it feels?

To be such a coward,

the scum of the earth,

abusing a woman,

when one gave you birth.

To be insecure,

so empty inside,

to lean in abuse,

as your joy and pride.

To cause the same pain,

you are unable to bare,

outside looking tough,

inside in despair.

How does it feels? to walk in and smell the fear in the air,

to get home to a clean house, hot food 

and you just don't care,

to greet your beautiful wife with a nasty glare?

To get home one day,

find out she's not there.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: mandamas1983 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 3rd, 2017 23:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is my point of view about domestic violence.
  • Category: Unclassified
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