A Book Of Poetry

Smother (Abusive relationship) Been there.

Let go of my hair, don't pull and drag me from here to there.

I don't wanna play, please just go away, I don't like what you've become, I thought you was a friend who I could trust.

Your smile is evil, your laugh is chaotic, your eyes are haunting, your whole demeanour is chilling.

You smother me from time to time, you always seem to step out of line, I wish I could get away, from your hell today.

I feel so scarred, you don't even care, you just go ahead and laugh, I just don't want to be here.

Maybe I should end my life, and get away from this hell, but I know better, and in time, I know I will.