I Married the Devil Himself

Sitting in front of the mirror
Covering up my face.
I don't want people to see
The way I've been disgraced.

Every night since we got married,
I've been raped and beaten.
And the times when he's not home,
I know he's out cheating.

He hits me, taunts me,
Calls me all sorts of names.
And now, covered in bruises,
To go out, I'm too ashamed.

I keep hearing my mother's voice
Telling me he wasn't right.
But how could he not be
When it was 'Love-at-first-sight'?

At first I thought he loved me
Like no one else could.
Now he only notices me
Depending on his mood.

Cowering in the corner,
I can't help but cry.
Seeing him storming towards me,
I just wish I could die.

I married the Devil himself,
Of that I am sure.
Another day in this Hell
Is more than I can endure.

So now, sitting here
I have two choices:
Either I can stay his slave,
Or listen to the voices.

They are telling me
To put a gun to his head;
To end my suffering
And ensuring he's dead.

But will anybody else
Ever love me?
Or is this pain and torture
To forever be my destiny?
02July07
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