Okay so you had a bad day,
but to take it out on me this way?
You rip off your belt and start to strike,
i know you know, what its like,
Raised in a home that was filled with hate,
you promised not to make the same mistake
But here you are, twenty years on,
forgotten that painfull song.
Anger of your youth, courses through,
by beating me takes the pain off of you.
You lunge, you swipe, you place it on me,
cutting me deep and hard you see.
Crawling into the corner to hide,
i wish God was by my side.
Here i lie, broken and blue,
promising not to turn into you.
A contest entry
- April is Abuse Awerness Month by FallenFromGrace1102.
340 points, ended May 2, 2008, 68 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Chilling, scary. Powerful, especially the final line.
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great write i loved it it was so strong and full of emotion keep up the beautiful work i wish you the best of luck in my contest
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Thanks a million i hope your comp does well
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wow..this is great.in a weird way.lol
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great
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Thanks a million starting off and its pretty fun
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im just starting too... added my first 2 poems today. keep writting, i'd love to read more!
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