Cold dark room,
Why it is the only place I can hide,
I realized that he knew,
I really wished that I had known,
How much pain he was going to give me.
I heard footsteps outside,
Those footsteps was moving viciously with thuds,
That made me yearn for a chance to ran away for muds.
I dreamt of a world where I am happy,
But he was already looking for me.
He dragged me out from the closet,
I knew he had sensed that I am afraid,
Cowering in fright, I pleaded,
"Please spare me, don't do this to me".
But I could tell I already lost,
The alcohol and ego he depended on had already measured my life.
It was all my fault that I fell for his trap,
It was all my fault that I caused this mishap.
He thrashed me and punched me,
I never even dared to flee.
I am used to being thrashed,
I am used to him making me bruised,
The fake laughter, the broken smile
I'm used to all of it.
With the first strike I should have ran away,
With the first punch I should have retaliated,
I should have never tried to hide away, forgive away.
Never ever I should have pretended that everything was just perfectly fine,
I should have never tried to be fine,
I should have never tried to make everything fine,
I guess I never should have tried to make you mine.
Published December 7th, 2022
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