casual stories

My Hurtful Husband

I do not have a hurtful husband but it's something I wrote in the perspective of a wife being abused.

I hear the patter of rain
On the roof top
Hides the sound of pain
Ringing through my ears

Scared to open up the door
Afraid of what's behind it
Terrified of who's got the higher score
And who's got the harder hit

He's a lot stronger than me
He uses that to his advantage
He always says he loves me
When he's finished his rampage

I just don't know what to do anymore
I have tried to leave
He knows what he's doing is against the law
But he doesn't let it get to the point where
people have to grieve

I've managed to create a livable 'home'
But his antics tend to change that
I always feel like I'm alone
But he's always around like a stray cat

He doesn't do anything when the kids are around
He waits until they go to school
He throws me to the ground
And always loses his cool