Thursday, March 3, 2011

For Christy (In honor of your friend)


Through a bruised and swollen eye
I confessed my sins
It’s all my fault, I’m sorry I didn’t try
I promise I won’t do it again

Instead of improving over time
Things deteriorated still
The bruises spread, and they weren’t just mine
I love you, so I’ll submit to your will

You told me you loved me years ago
I assume this is all to protect me
And I still love you so
It’s just the way it must be

Make-up can’t cover my pain any longer
It’s time to make a stand
It didn’t kill me, so it made me stronger
I don’t need this, I know you’re not a real man

I plan my escape, swiftly I move
I will leave in the dark of night
My life can do nothing but improve
I assure myself it will be alright.

However, you somehow catch on
Block my escape
With your fists and demeaning tongue
Even my dignity is now yours to take

The words stop, silence fills the room
Anger boiling you move like I’ve never seen
Cold, the room is cold as a tomb
So quick, I didn’t even hear myself scream

My life may have been cut short, I had more to give
I hope, though, it served a purpose, makes someone realize
I hope it wasn’t in vain, I died so others may live
And know there’s more to life than abuse and lies

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