I hate how you yell at me. You call me rude, disrespectful, ungrateful, and so very rude. I really am trying my best, I just can't live up to your level of expectations.
He raged, He bellowed, He yelled, I kept quiet. Once again, he ranted, Anger he vented, He berated, From me not a sound, My silence was profound, More eloquent, Than my response.
I’d rather you scream at me for ten hours, Than give me the silent treatment for one. Screaming shows me you care in a twisted way, Silence shows me you couldn’t care less.
When my umbrage lush so costly is yer hush with the mischief in blood really only a maiden wish with me whose ireful dish doesn't set me further atone in the skin now shine tight still anymore I play again so with another day apart I hire a myriad in you.
Aleppo City besieged So many fallen Beneath your feet Joy and Laughter Replaced by Horrors unseen
I see the pain In your eye Senseless fighting Bombs falling from the sky Screaming, Yelling Children crying Blood on your streets
The world on its knees Hoping for peace Your beauty forsaken Loved ones taken A path of destruction Complete devastation Will you ever be Aleppo again?
You called my heart a target when I said your words were arrows you wouldn’t slow your shouting you mocked me made me part of your clichéd love song poor you with bad girl gone wrong you wronged by me somehow could you not see that I was cowering before this anger I didn’t understand your demands for a woman who’s x and not y I tried but could never succeed Your rap sheet for me was a 6 foot hole in the ground getting deeper down each rule I broke symptoms of sickness cured by submission you said to this pit you made in a life as your wife with your name behind Mrs. keeping you kind with my kisses while losing my mind I would have died your slave so I’m climbing out of my grave no need to shout as I go your words are arrows my heart is the target you’re missing.
