Hello darling, I'm home again
Hello darling I’m home again
Now kick the holy hell out of me
Threaten me your never coming back
that you’ll leave me stranded on the rack
Of hate
With the tea to sort out on my own
In a prison of a house
A pebbledashed thrown I owe
Tell me I never wash cook or clean
Tell me my lustre and sheen has vanished
Ignore me in the corner
When I quip
Shut me down with paralysing profanity slip
dont be fooled, she can do the splits
this gorgeous bitch of an itch I love
hits with the force of ten tonne conscript glitch
theres something deeply disturbed in her
cower
I un fold
a shattered plate you no longer hold
onto
teas
off on the floor
so I mop it up
you tot up the fairway score for me
patient man
patiently wait
for change,always hoping, always wonder
is it kindness thats my bloating blunder
now?
drill my eyes
push me away
the devil personfied
the silent sway
slaps the face
it’s the unwritten way
many men
never the nerve to say
this domestic violence
flipside
It’s not all one sex
men can’t confide
egotists and mother’s pride
to think about
so they lock it away
compounded pain
stacked upon darken day
the evenings events regular
poor man prey
the mantice and the fly
squatted, lay
the lashes of thorns on the Venus trap
my slightest remarks
and you beat the snap
into me
dissolved in juices
I’m just a slave
I give you children
You misbehave
With next doors hunk the shagging git
The taking the piss
Of my weenie wit
I kill the literal fucker one day!, Git!, have a bit of it!
be sure of it
Just as soon as find my strength
In swinging fits
As for now ill always love you
Thru every bruise
every threatened charm
the times you promise to disarm yourself
beating
Always violence
Always flying plates
And all this science
No way to explain
Any way out
I keep the secret in silence
I can find many excuses for your bruises, I am a working man
but I hide them anyway
ashamed.
Francine
Tue 21st Dec 2010 05:35
I have never understood how people could confuse love and abuse... It comes down to self esteem.