His fists loved the comfort of her soft skin
He would pound on her
To unlock an emotion
he could never find within
She would take it over and over again
Trading love for pain
As her ego persuaded her to believe
That she could change him
she stayed around him
As he used her
as an emotional punching bag
He showed his emotions
As he punched hers down
Opened new scars, while closing old ones
She was trapped in a love affair
With him and his feelings
Some how his feelings spoke more than he did

It took laying in her death bed
To realize that she couldn’t trade love for pain