Crazy thing is
Sometimes I really like the rain
The pitter patter of the water
on the glass window pane
Creates the drumming of memories
Of the time of the past
When laughter danced through
This barren household.
What memories we shared
Until that one time
Where you struck me
And both our worlds ended
I couldn't take it
I couldn't take it any more.
All the abuse
All the emotional pain
All the tears
It needed to end.
So it did
And now there is just
Rain
Its pass domestic violence awareness month if you are being abused please try to seek help and if you know someone suffering please seek help for them. The time is now to stand up for the abused children, men and women.