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Saturday, February 5, 2011

His drunken body

Bursts through the door

ANger clouds his vision

He's done this before.

Keys thrown to the ground

Vase crashes down too

Noises which should reveal

The ugly truth.

Screams muffled beneath

The pain of his blows

She resurfaces with

Shattered spirits, a bloodied nose.

Picking up the pieces

Of what appears to be a life

Her thoughts are filled with malice

But she puts away the knife.

Hanging onto

THe hope of a new day

She sinks deeper into this abyss

And the cycle starts again.

Stuffing her body

Bloated and full

If there's no space left

Where will the pain go?

Her jealous fury

Consumes her soul

Growing frantically

It's in control

She knows it's wrong

She knows her place

Her time's long gone

She's losing face.

Arms crossed tight

Holding inside

Her collapsing night

And the rising tide.

Filled with regret

Unresolved guilt

Wanting what she can't get

Her world's begun to to tilt.

LIfe is off balance

Feelings are bitter.

She missed her chance

And he's no longer with her.

A Book By its Cover

Soft skin
Lips set firm
Ancient frown embedded
WIthin her face
Reflecting her
Painful grace.
Beauty only skin deep
Her fragile body
Begins to weep
Wailing among those lost
But never really found
Her flawless appearance seems
To pass for perfection
Maybe if they looked closer
They would learn a lesson.