Love Not
You’re a cake! He says
you let it slide, it’s not in you, to confront
Idiot! He screams
And you let it slide, he is just drunk
You are dumb, he snickers
It’s just words, tomorrow will be better
Poking you hard and blue
You let it slide, it’s not in you, to confront
Pulling you around
And you let it slide, he is just drunk
Choking you around your neck
He won’t hurt me to much, tomorrow it will be better
You’re fcuking family! He shouts
You let it slide, its not in you to confront
Your bloody kids! He yells
And you let it slide, he is just drunk
Now one will have you he snickers
He pulls his gun, there is no tomorrow
Copyright © Gert Wewege | Year Posted 2020
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