Blame

When I' m feeling low
 I scurry away, I hide
 for im to ashamed to show
 what' s lurking deep down inside

 I am the one who let him in
 my guilt I feel fully
 if only I could have seen
 my loved one was my bully

 to feel smart and big
 he'd use force of fist and leg
 made him feel a big man
 to watch a woman beg 

 down crying on my knees
 not infront of our son
 dont hurt me, i beg you please

 scared in his daddies arms
 my precious little son
 crying, kicking,screaming
 dont be bad to my mum

 I don' t hate him, just what he became
 its took me years, but now i know
 it wasn' t me, it was him to blame
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Perry Avatar
April 8, 2013 at 4:22 PM
Powerful. A bit of a tear jerker for me regarding the son part. Nice work.
Horstkotter Avatar
April 6, 2013 at 9:03 AM
Good piece.
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