Loud nights, horrid fights
Never knowing which way to go
While he's always out with a hoe
Screaming, yelling, pushing of things
Just to see what he will bring
Its time to get away
But no matter the pain, you still stay
While you try to escape
He's acting like he's the one who breaks
As if you the one who was fucking up
Until you are all burned up
YOU ARE READING
Loving You
PoetrySometimes we just love to much, to those you don't deserve any of our love.
