23/10/19

Do you think this is you showing me your love...hurting me
In shadows, I wither, a broken, whispered plea
Each cruel word and blow, my heart's silent decree
A captive in this pian, my soul longs to be free

In the past, your hands were known for their gentle and nurturing touch, 
Transformed into something that is capable of inflicting pain and suffering. 
Every movement and gesture seems to be guided by a malevolent force, 
Every essence of cruelty has taken hold of them and is using them to its own twisted and dark purpose

The love I thought I knew, now a poisonous dart
My heart, a fragile thing, shattered, afraid to trust
A prisoner of your anger, my world torn apart
In this sea of despair, I'm drowning, falling endlessly

In your silent violence, my dreams have turned to dust
I'm trapped in this nightmare, feeling so unjust
Each mark tells a story, your eye's clouded from them
A victim of your rage, in this storm, I'm lost