bats on a wing soaring high
chasing their pray
in a blood lust frenzy
ravaging emotions
in a moonlit sky.
wide awake in the dead of night
heart rhythmaticly beating
to distant drums
of flights of fantasy
just out of grasp
till the morning light.
not daring to look
deep inside me
an empty vessel
i scream your name
silence speaks
yet another day.

the tears are hot as they stream to the floor,

the eyes are blood red swollen and sore,

pools of dark water emptying at will,

the sparkle has gone time stands still,

a life of pain nearly almost gone,

safe in the warmth and love of your arms

pain floods back,bitter and raw,

longing for the arms so sweet and secure,

our vows made in love we swore not to part,

wed fight life together strong in our heart,

now you are gone and i am alone,

aching in heart and chilled to the bone,

so many questions my head is spinning,

a question for you HOW CAN I STAND LIVING.

a drunken **** head knocking my door

a glimpse through my window my eyes saw more

a bald headed hunk covered in ink

heart beating so fast i couldnt think.

a drunken **** head coming inside

that wolvo accent helping me to decide

a kiss to my lips sealing my fate

an overnight stay by now it was too late.

two weeks of pure bliss passed so fast

gossiping folk saying we wouldnt last

soon there will be violence i heard them say

hiding their heads and shuffling away.

so what if hes commited violence before

hes with me now and i mean more

hes always assured me that hed never hurt me

his past is his past and that they will soon see.

friends in for drinks and that was the first time

me pulling faces getting ****** on red wine

but the ******* he saw me a reflection in glass

a punch to my nose i fell on my ****.

apologies kisses sorries never ending

me knowing it wont happen again or pretending

waking in the mornings treading on eggshells

me with experiance i should have known so well.

but do we learn women like us

hearing their words and giving our trust

thinking things will get better in time

when do we stop and draw a line.

broken cheek bones two black eyes

split open lips ****** thighs

bruises covering the surface skin

enternal bruising hiding within.

pregnant with your gorgeous son

look at what ive now become

trapped indoors head hangs in shame

its not my fault its you whos to blame.

all i done wrong was to show you love

you the man needed boxing gloves

to keep me tame and where you wanted me

under control to prove your credibility.