Overwhelming Pain

by Tasha   Oct 17, 2006


Bad day starts when he gets home, comes through the door, and I’m alone.
The look on his face, tells me that he needs space, and by his voice tone.
So I try to stay away, I don’t want tonight to be like yesterday, when he was angry.
As he sits down, at the table right in front of me, the fury coming I can start to see.
And then sees me, staring at him, he knows that I can tell what’s coming.
He starts to laugh as he stands up, and is telling me to hurry up.
But I can’t move, I am to afraid, what next will he have to say?
Then he begins to get angry, telling me that I am nothing more, then an eyesore.
He yells at me, then I begin to cry, and he says that it’s no big surprise.
That I mean nothing, a waist of space, the hard expression coming over his face.
Tells me that it’s beginning, the start of it all, by the names that he calls.
As he stands in front me, he knows I’m scared like I should be, of him.
Saying that I don’t deserve to live, that I should be punished.
And this is what comes next, his fist formed about to punch.
Waiting to hit hard down onto me, scared of everything that comes next.
He begins to hit me, but I don’t feel a thing, my body has already become numb.
Still I know that he won’t stop until I’m hurt badly, and I know there’s more to come.
Closing my eyes, he takes me by my hair, throws me against the wall.
While screaming that every mistake in his life, is all my fault.
He stares at me in ablaze, telling me I don’t amount to anything.
That I am the only obstacle, that is holding him back from his dreams.
He walks away, as I lie bruised and cut upon the room floor.
Wondering if he’ll come back, to beat me some more.
Tears flowing, lip bleeding, I’m crying, my eyes stinging.
And I can’t move, my breathing is fading, as my body is weak.
After hours of lying in pain, I strive to get up, my strength again.
Body is aching, my mind still not concentrating, as blood stains all over the floor.
Still when he comes back, I know I have to pretend, that everything is ok.
Because just to him, this pain, is all apart of a normal day. -

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  • 17 years ago

    by A Former Outcast

    Wow, this gives an amazing insight into abuse. It stuns me at how rarely people think about what's going on in places that aren't as luxurious as theirs. Excellent work.