Backwards Equals Circles
Babygirl, you keep running back... tell me why...
He beat you up again for the upteenth time... You have all these precious babies that sit around
and watch as daddy beats on mommy and you cant even give yourself a good excuse
anymore as to why you should wanna keeping holding on..... The kids are scolding him and
you would be better off just leaving him where he stands....( outside in the grass)...
Two weeks ago you left him... but then last week you came right back.... and as usual
within a few days of your arrival your eye is already black and your walking around with an
ice pack... (shaking my head)... It hurts me deeply to see you crying, no need for me to
continuously asking you why 'cause you obviously are scared to say goodbye....( just walk
away)...
You use to always hold your head up to the sky.... searching for brighter days.... wishing
you were dead... All the mix emotions you had running thru your head that were left
unsaid... Only if you had of opened your mouth Babygirl, they would of never found you
beaten and bleeding laying on the ground dead
Copyright © Precious Foreman | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment