Poetry: My Violent Lover
He pulls my hair.
He slaps my face.
He kicks me on the floor.
I love him so much,
So I don't have the strength
To walk right out the door.
There's blood on my face.
Everything hurts,
And all I can do is cry.
I made him mad,
So this is what he does.
I wish I knew his reason why.
My heart won't let me leave him,
And it hurts too much to try.
I wonder if this is how my life will be
From now until I die.
He says he's sorry.
He takes me in his arms.
He even starts to cry.
I tell him I forgive him
And that everything is fine.
For now at least because I know
It will happen again in time.
