She was sending paragraphs
When honestly he didn't even deserve a word to escape
From her ever so passionate fingers
That were dipped in the sweetest honey
Love that was only for him
Yet he tasted it and swore to himself
"You're so bitter" and he spat
In her beautiful face
Punching walls
But not the ones that stood
Between their love
He wore her thin just like her stature
And screamed when her words
Didn't fit the puzzle he had created
He was killing her
Murdering her life with a cigarette
Puffing like he didn't know the blood on his hand
Her life sitting aimlessly
Between his cold lips
And swearing that if she just
Laid down it would all be better
She was getting tired of being his dog
Ordered around and made to
Sit and wait
He wished to make her beg
To get on her knees
And wale to be loved
Was he not aware
She was nobody's slave
Yet she complied
Waiting for him to chain her
To put his lips on her
And throw away the key
For her heart had no ending
Just like the hits she would take
From the back of his dirty hands
So he sat beside her for eternity
Behind those bars of love
Because home sat right beside her
Yet he never called her his own
YOU ARE READING
How She Feels
PoezieThis is a poetry book chronicling the feelings teenagers and women alike feel daily. The struggles of love and insecurities and the pain that comes dragging along with these. I hope you find comfort in these and see that your feeling are the same as...
