As I look into your eyes
I see the pain, the hurt, the lies.
If no-one elso sees it than why do I feel shame.
why would I say something Im not the one to blame.
Suffering sometimes is a big part of life
It happens sometimes, "then dont be his wife".
My dad did it everyday to my mom
never any peace, never any calm.
While the kids are asleep fast in their bed's,
There's me lying on the floor almost half dead.
How much love could you have for this souless man,
marriage isn't supposed to be like this, it's not our maker's plan.
I look and feel the obvious fear
how could I miss it, Im standing in the mirror.
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"why would I say something Im not the one to blame." -- "Im" would be "I'm".
"It happens sometimes, "then dont be his wife"." -- "dont" would be "don't".
"While the kids are asleep fast in their bed's," -- I believe that "bed's" would be "beds".
"how could I miss it, Im standing in the mirror." -- "Im" would be "I'm".
Other than those things: a nice poem that you have written here.
-Nam
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