It has been yesterdays pains
but it all feels the same ;
I can still hear your words
eating away at my heart,
you loved to abuse and use
you had always been aggressive man,
But to others, you show a different kind
you act so nice to all your friends
but when that door shuts for the night
oh how you love to beat me down
you turn the music up really loud,
Your anger blazed into are bedroom
you start you blame game
then the name-calling
then the abuse
you belittled me way too long
even though I moved on
you are always with me playing in my mind.

Judy Emery © 1998
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery