Why
Why?
Terrified of all things I sank
Drifted coldly to the floor
Tears streaming from vacant eyes
He had done it again to me
Today the same as yesterday
Was there no let up, was I wrong
This was me and I had failed again
Yet just a thought hovered there
It was me I cried out to the wall
There hanging as if dead, a photo
A man hanging on a cross
Why did you do that I cried
Did you also give up on me
That you had to make a scene
I heard the lock turn again
I felt those creepy things
I screamed my hair was pulled
Foul words struck my ears
Whore, dirty *****, get out here
The same each day will it ever end
There a grossly grubby sight
A stinking beer ridden wreck
If only I could think for myself
Is there no way out of this torment
No screamed back at my night
No screamed as I dropped to my knees
Why me, Oh why me? I rasped.
“Because you are your mother’s child”
The silence screamed but in echoes.
There before me was me all broken
As I drifted away I felt no anger
Only a peace descended on my ways.
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