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Published: 2020-01-02 23:16:59 +0000 UTC; Views: 157; Favourites: 18; Downloads: 1
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Description Why am I still breathing if I die a bit each day?
and why is my heart beating when you've broken it this way?
It might seem kind of morbid but I truly have to say
I'm jealous of the people who are guilty of felo de se

I wake up in the morning, the sun is shining bright
terrified of his luch break and the upcoming fight
It shouldn't have to be like this when we were once alright
but now the thought of seeing him makes my throat grow tight

Don't be confused, there's not a single bruise on my skin
every injury that I have ever gained has been within
I think perhaps after all these years I've forgotten how to grin
because when I look in the mirror I see myself frozen

I feel like a dog in a cage being trained how to behave
"Shut up! Sit down!" I've been turned into a freaking slave!
And I don't mean slave as in those times where their situations were truly grave
But if I don't do as I'm told, even my bedding he will waive

So I'm supposed to leave right? Then tell me how to
What's a sick disabled housewife with a daughter supposed to do
The money that I had he took and said "I paid, now time for you"
So I guess this is it. My life, my deal, so I bid thee adieu
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