she crouched lower down
his mouth unleashing torrents
rain of mental pain

she crouched lower down
his mouth unleashing torrents
rain of mental pain

is abuse

it comes from both sides

i know it very well

and it's not fun

i appreciate your piece DEEPY

torrents of abuse!
planted was this seed: i must
leave him! yes! tonight!

My blood on your fist
was how it ended not started
Bitter words came first

your first and your last
i will not take this anymore
the door all i see

I Walk out the door
Thanking God I am still able
To leave on my own

The words that flowed out
Hurt much more, than his fists could
Permanent scars left

i replay the words,
and check me: no black eye, no
broken arm, this time.

no money, but dreams!
in sanity, not insane!
i count stars, not scars.

your fingers grip my arm
my fingers tattered and chewed
what am i doing

what am i doing
flowers plucked need watering
but self abuse - worse

Tongue slashin cuts deep
beatin my soul down killing
me,i'm outta here

$$rich$$

that piece above smokes
so no abuse i send to you
no tears or sad blue....sssss!!!


really enjoyed it***

Abuse can crush the heart

But the heart will protect the soul

The soul will live on.

It is his will to
mend everything pose against
da heart of a soul

see where the "idols"
"brown" and "who?"- play abusal games?
deadly hands and tongues....