Bitch, Stupid and Hoe…
All those words I kept on hearing
From the tongue of my dearly beloved
Who enjoys, seeing me suffering
A slap on my pale face
Bite marks on my crimson lips
Doses I received
Before he put me to sleep
He always made me feel -
Used, physically and emotionally
With his brutal lover’s game
That took away my sanity
Too late to turn my back
From the monster I created
It was too late before I realized
All the things that I’ve wasted
For last night he made me
Knelt unto him to say a prayer
Before he put a gun unto my head
Then moments later…
Crimson liquid stained my sheet
My sanity splattered all over my bed
Off he left leaving me all alone
With two gun holes on my head
My lover killed me!
Who’s there to blame?
I who loved him from the very start?
Or him, who abused me without shame?
Y.A.D@
07/16/07
Author notes
wickid clowns
*first time to write something like this... i tried making it dark as possible but i don't know you be the judge )
A contest entry
- Horrific - love (shock me) by whispering shadow.
450 points, ended August 3, 2007, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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interesting question at the end
Hi Trish
Interesting question. The one to blame most is him for not learning how to love a woman.
Also, the woman is to be blamed; love is a gift that benefits both people. It is not great for one and a pain for the other. What he is giving the woman, reflected in this poem is not love. He doesn't respect her and therefore is unable to love her properly.
Oneal
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wow
this is great expression of abuse, its wrong and this shows that, well done!, good luck!! -
oooh, this is wicked good! great write. My mom went throught that (everything but getting killed) so it brings back memories.. anyways great job
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