Mean eyes, a red face,
a hard hearted glare,
you get on my nerves
and it's more than I can bear.
Inside I feel the anger
and tears drip from my eyes,
the swollen look on my face
has caught you by surprise.
You dodge flying objects
that were once put to use,
in your eyes this incident
is nothing but abuse.
You say that I am terrible
then you try to walk away,
I, in my angry rage
insist that you must stay.
You cry tears of sorrow,
my behavior needs to stop,
you shout, "Leave me alone!"
and threaten with a mop.
I punch you rather hard
and you fall to the floor,
you get back to your feet,
I push you against the door.
I soon leave the room,
there's a lot that should be said,
I finally calm myself down
and feel some peace instead.
I come back to you
and notice your tearful eyes,
I tell you that I'm sorry
but you still say your goodbyes.
Author notes
Option #6 The mind of an abusive husband.
"Rainbows and butterflies"
A contest entry
- In The Mind... by HereComesTheSun.
550 points, ended November 29, 2008, 12 entries
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Comments
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just was i was looking for
i love the rhyme scheme and i love how you showed the abuser as a victim
as they do see themselves
bravo

