the pain you feel, numb
the only colours you see
the purple and black of the bruises that rise on your skin
you know it's wrong
there's nothing you can do
so you lie here
what was it you did?
You can't remember
but you must have done something, right?
There has to be a reason
they wouldn't do this for nothing?
would they ?
You wonder as you lie here
And the sun lights the room
The curtains tried to hide you
but the rays they find you
is it a game?
If so how do you win?
They are returning
it looks like another round is about to begin
and still you lie here
©Sonofdel
8th October 2011
1 comment:
I like the darker poems,great stuff xx
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