Cower
When you make me cower I am
Less than a negative
Less than nothing
Less than wretched
When I false praise you I feel
Like a coward
Like a groveling animal
Like you're dutiful pet
When I finish cooking and cleaning for you
I'm tired but I smile
I'm hungry but I fein
I let you take me and I cry
It's my job
I am your wife
How I wish for the strenghth
to take you life.
Copyright © Iris Gonzal | Year Posted 2013
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