DOMESTIC VIOLENCE

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I tried to understand why a man that told me he loved me would leave this shameful, unremovable scar,

Why do you do this? I ask in a choke hold, as you hold firm my throat,
I feel my life going out of me and hoped you would let go of me,
But even when you do I could still feel your hands choking me,
You said you never meant to hurt me,
You paint me with your fist, that didn't convince me,
It wasn't the voilence or infidelity that scared me,
It was the fact that you still claimed to love me,

I thought you were suppose to have my back,
My love for you keeps holding me back,
But your true colors keep taking me aback,
When i ran home they sent me back,
When I ran again they brought me back,

Sweet nothings, perfect lies, if only my love wasn't so blind,
Smooth talk, love poems, this love of ours knows no bounds,
Color my face, make me cry, your indiscretions knows no time.

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