A man of pain
A man of Cain
Entered my life
Like a two edged knife
Fist decorating with bruises
There is no release, he refuses
Sleep is denied, mind turns to mush
No escaping, till my breath is hushed
My death is there within his eyes
Air shut off, harshly denied
Hands wrapped around throat
Till mind shuts off, then floats
©Pauline Russell
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
A man of pain
A man of Cain
Entered my life
Like a two edged knife
Fist decorating with bruises
There is no release, he refuses
Sleep is denied, mind turns to mush
No escaping, till my breath is hushed
My death is there within his eyes
Air shut off, harshly denied
Hands wrapped around throat
Till mind shuts off, then floats
©Pauline Russell
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