Abuser, Abused.My tears splatter across HIS floor,Abuser, Abused.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
a mellow, see-through colour.
At first it is only one, but HE inspires
three, four, dozens more to follow,
identical too all the others in its looks, its colour,
its terrible meaning.
"So why don't I wipe them away?"
A sob escapes my lips,
so choked, so pained, despratly
It refuses to stay silent anymore,
and try as I may -I try so hard-
I cannot contain the wild sobs
"So why don't I call for help?"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP."
HIS voice strong and stern,
full of rage but still, as always,
in perfect and full control,
both of himself and of me.
HE is terrifying, and powerful,
the one I had fallen in love with,
the one I feared most.