He

by Heather   Mar 30, 2007


He cut her deep with the words that he spoke.
He thinks her life is just one big joke.
She cries herself to sleep at night.
Wishing she could end the life long fight.

He puts her down with every word.
When is he ever going to learn.
His little girl hurts inside.
Yet the look on his face is the look of pride.

He enjoys bringing her all the way down.
His face hold a smile when hers a frown.
She says to herself what did i do?
All i wanted to hear from him was I Love You!

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

More Poems By Heather