Night after night, he pounds me until the fountains of blood start to deliver.
Night after night, fear becomes my fellow, and a bottle of vodka sleeps in my bed; I'm consumed.
Night after night, he rapes my shadow, he rapes my voice, no hope, no sunshine, just stress.
i need to go; my friend tells me about a place behind the sun, where broken-winged angels can find peace, can obtain a smile.
My house is a dark place and my story is a dark tale.
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Wisdom From the Dark Side. (#Wattys2015)
Thơ caA bundle of dark poems and short poetic stories from life experiences and a great love of poetry and literature. -We hope you enjoy it. -Don't forget to vote and comment. My daughter and I share this experience. -Written by: Michel and Carmen Ahwach.
