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Each day I go home terrified

What’s going to happen today

Is he going to be in a good mood

Would bad things happen again tonight

 

It seems like there’s a new bruise every hour

Would there be any new broken bones

What did I do wrong this time

How am I a screw up now

 

What happened to him… to us

He used to be so sweet and caring

I was treated like a precious diamond

Things changed and now I’m a target

 

Stepping into this house sends shivers down me

It’s like standing out in the freezing cold

There he sits waiting for me

I wanna run but I know I can’t

 

The alcohol sits open on the table already

 I absentmindedly start the normal routine

The feel of his touch makes me sick

I stand strong know I’d feel his lips soon

 

I turn around to see a fist come flying at me

It burns like hot water on cold skin

Tears start to boil as he continues to swing

One slips and I know that’s the end

 

He saw and now I’m on the floor

Turning away was unfathomable

Once done he grabbed the bottle off the table

There I lay unmoving and in pain

 

I struggle to get up falling down a few times

There he comes walking back in and kisses me

Turning me around he kisses my lips

He whispers I’m sorry and I love you like always

 

I know what he wants and he always gets it

I lay awake at night right next to him

Tears are finally able to slip away from me

I know that I’m stuck here till I die

There’s no way out of this so called home

Reviews

[Dilan Gray]

This is a beautiful terrible poem. I can imagine everything and it is so sad. You convey everything perfectly and I love the emotion. Wonderful poem!

[Linear]

So many women go through this kind of abuse on a daily basis, the poem is excellent the subject disturbing. well expressed

[Jenny Nelson]

Very strong piece that conveys the monstrosity of abuse quite well. I can only imagine how hard it is to distance one's self from something like this.

[Jeff]

Great piece, but a horrible situation that too many people find themselves in.

[futurepast.]

Fear and violence run through this write and it is really hard to have to live through all these. I also like the way you presented the confusions and questions you ask yourself whether tonight will be a better night or you will just have to go through hard times. I could feel the intense emotions in this write and my heart ached reading it. If this is what you are going through, I really hope things get better soon. Do not lose hope.
Nice write.