Game Over

One last time,
one more chance,
I told myself no,
to this endless romance.
Its good for awhile,
but always ends in tears,
starts with a smile,
then the love disappears.
You start to get mean,
thinking ill cower away,
but not this time,
not today.
Hit me again,
we'll fight to the death,
this will only end,
when you take your last breath.
So say goodbye
to your silent nights,
and say hello
to these violent fights,
I cant take it anymore,
I want to be free,
I wont back down,
until your life's a memory.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Macfarlane Avatar
May 7, 2012 at 7:50 PM
Powerful well written write.....bravo!
Yadav Avatar
February 24, 2012 at 12:22 PM
as you've explained in an earlier comment, this is a great topic to take up...and I did see the psychological reference being enacted well here..my best wishes to you...:)
D'Rhymez Avatar
February 17, 2012 at 8:26 AM
Awesome!
Andresen Avatar
January 31, 2012 at 6:40 AM
So say goodbye....dont look back. - oxox love Anne-Lise
Rhinem Avatar
January 30, 2012 at 5:44 PM
Smile ˜ Good for You my dear ˜ No one should have to be subject unto such as this yet, let the weeds grow as they may and we'll keep our eyes upon the brighter days * Love Always, John!:) ˜
Kendrick Avatar
January 30, 2012 at 4:13 PM
Pretty serious work here..I hope not true but just a write about domestic violence..Sara
Turnure Avatar
January 30, 2012 at 4:27 PM
I wrote it because a friend asked me what I would do if a man ever hit me. I told her I would leave and never come back. But I see people that put up with the violence and stay with these men. I wonder if they have ever thought death was the only way out. And if they do, wouldn't they think the man is better off dead, not them? Anyways, i know i think to much, but i was trying to get in the mindset of a battered woman who has had enough.
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