His eyes,
Foul breath.
His fists
Demonstrated he was more than ******.
No lies
****,
Nothing but them.
This was supposed to be our new sunrise,
We were supposed to start anew.
Make amends, and try hard to move on.
But I can’t forget
His eyes
His foul breath
His fists pounding on my body,
His choking
His scars that he gave me.
He wants to lie to me,
Lie to authorities.
He is not granting me my right to that horrible past.
My survival is being denied.
My revival is only beginning,
But I must repair this heart,
Use two whole rolls of duct tape,
And try to recreate it’s shape.
When he hears the word abuse,
His feet still shift,
His breathing stops for a good second,
Before he continues.
He knows,
He shows,
No remorse.
Nothing that he can fix.
It is his nature,
Which is why he can’t change.
Why he won’t try.
To understand why I cry.
No
Not at all at any time do I plan to forgive,
But I was willing to try to move on,
But that was denied,
A big red stamp,
******* on a contract,
The thing that was supposed to repair us.
He wants to watch the world burn,
**** us.
His fists shall beat him through another day,
Until it comes time,
To watch his façade burn.