He hit me once,
then again and again
I kept screaming...
But my voice was like words; without noise,
I cried out loud
But my tears made a meaningless tune.

Who would believe me?
Such a gentle face he has
His friends thought i was crazy
That i had provoked him
To them He is an Angel.

And now when i see him,
When he says sorry I wasn’t myself
When he says am his world...
It makes me so mad!!!
Its like for a moment; i cant breathe!
And i wonder how long
Before he hits again!
Isn’t that how it goes??

And i wonder if am unfair,
Not to be able to forgive
Or forget.

For now my solution
Is just to write it down
And unburden my heart.