Back when we were young
We used to cause a lot of trouble
All in the name of love
Every night lit up like a fire in his bed
Now he's messing with my head
Making me feel weak
Then saying he needs me
To be strong
That I've got it all wrong
I still felt weak
When he kissed his knuckles
Right before they hit my cheek
Later on
He lights a cigarette
Sets a fire in my head
He laughs at my pain
I cower from his silhouette
He's the menace in my bed
The voices in my head
The knife to my throat
The hand that makes me choke
I think back to when we were young
Causing trouble
Was it for love?
Either way that man's long gone
He was the rose in my hand
Now the thorn in my side
I have nowhere to hide
Nothing to hide
From the menace outside.
A/N:
This is kind of similar to Monster, I guess I wrote it because I've been inspired to write from the point of views of the victims of abuse, I don't know why I guess I just feel strongly about it.
How has ya'lls say been? :)
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Words She Never Said
PoetryBeautiful words to convey, the dark things she will never say.