„A punch in the face.
And already it is quiet between us.
Maybe it's the suffering that every woman has to endure, or maybe it's the suffering that I have to endure.
And rightly so, because I have done something wrong again.
Maybe he wants to raise me, or maybe he cares about me. Maybe it's his love that he can't show any other way.
Because after the blow, I feel his soft lips yearning for mine. How he grabs my hair strongly and pulls me into his arms.
The first words that leave his mouth are apologies.
But the more often they come out of his mouth, the more they lose their meaning.
And I would like to believe them, but I know that I will be disappointed again.
Still, I put up with it because he loves me. Because I love him.
And because it's just a punch in the face."
-spencer
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some real specific shit but the first poem I wrote.
Hope someone will read it?
YOU ARE READING
Why?
Poetry„It's in my head and now it's in yours too." (poems and thoughts) Just like me secret diary nobody knows about, just you and me. Saveplace for my true feelings and thoughts.
