Beatings? what for?

by kleerox   Jul 16, 2006


The day of which i saw him there
The anger in his eyes so rare
The heat in which inflicted him
I could tell something bad was about to begin

My skin so soft and oh so pale
The slightest touch could make it frail
The slightest thing, one tiny touch
But that tiny touch was one too much

He sent me to a place of pain
Where madness is all that you gain
At first he was nice, but then it did dawn
That he in fact was devils spawn

Every time i felt his fear
I saw the carriage drawing near
To take me to a better place
To leave between us time and space

When will then end, when will this stop
When will my heart and mind just drop
But my presence no longer there
Leaves him someone else to stare

One to beat and hurt and twist
One to place in fog and mist
One to put trough strife and pain
And live my life, just the same

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  • 18 years ago

    by kia

    Thats really sad. I loved the wording and vocabulary. Great flow. Really well written. Take care. 5\5. Love you to comment on any of mine.