Though it bruised my outside, it sensationalized my insides
It made me feel like he loved me so much that he would take a bullet for me and point one to my
Temple, my body is a temple for him to, like a baby, get your hands on it and rip it apart
Intentionally, he wraps his hands around my neck, spits in my face, and calls me stupid but I let him
Feel around the room when he’s around, he is
Darkness is the brightest thing I see, I have learned to live without the light
Lampshade aimed right over my head when I wake up, he told me if I loved there will be no
Beating heart, hurt I felt when I cradled him one night, his toes like honoring angels carrying him wherever he saw
Fit right in-between my wedding vowels to death do us
Apart from the dresser, you open up and find a key, use it when you see
Fit right down below the wooded floor joints there lay freedom
Where I lay when I say the wrong thing
I scratch the floor while I’m down there, **** some time while he’s killing
Me, so gullible, I just wanted to do what I saw
Fit there, aren’t the divorce papers, no we don’t believe in that
Even when he is beating you until your pulse is black and blue
Even when you’re so scared to eat but you still don’t know the next time he’ll feed you
Even when his joy comes from watching you struggle to escape his grip
Even when your eyes are tired of closing, because that’s where
Love is the baby that you lost
Love is how he cried and didn’t eat for a week
Love is the cold bathroom tile where you lay staring at your still-born-baby for a week
Love is do I get help
Love is I am your only help
Now get off the floor, stop your crying
You’re too weak to go
Anywhere? Is that better than here?
Divorce? Of course not
Till’ death do us apart, right?
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
Though it bruised my outside, it sensationalized my insides
It made me feel like he loved me so much that he would take a bullet for me and point one to my
Temple, my body is a temple for him to, like a baby, get your hands on it and rip it apart
Intentionally, he wraps his hands around my neck, spits in my face, and calls me stupid but I let him
Feel around the room when he’s around, he is
Darkness is the brightest thing I see, I have learned to live without the light
Lampshade aimed right over my head when I wake up, he told me if I loved there will be no
Beating heart, hurt I felt when I cradled him one night, his toes like honoring angels carrying him wherever he saw
Fit right in-between my wedding vowels to death do us
Apart from the dresser, you open up and find a key, use it when you see
Fit right down below the wooded floor joints there lay freedom
Where I lay when I say the wrong thing
I scratch the floor while I’m down there, **** some time while he’s killing
Me, so gullible, I just wanted to do what I saw
Fit there, aren’t the divorce papers, no we don’t believe in that
Even when he is beating you until your pulse is black and blue
Even when you’re so scared to eat but you still don’t know the next time he’ll feed you
Even when his joy comes from watching you struggle to escape his grip
Even when your eyes are tired of closing, because that’s where
Love is the baby that you lost
Love is how he cried and didn’t eat for a week
Love is the cold bathroom tile where you lay staring at your still-born-baby for a week
Love is do I get help
Love is I am your only help
Now get off the floor, stop your crying
You’re too weak to go
Anywhere? Is that better than here?
Divorce? Of course not
Till’ death do us apart, right?
This poem is dedicated to anyone in a abusive relationship or household, don't let anyone put their hands on you and think it's okay. Get help
