suture11
December 3rd, 2009, 03:14 PM
I hear the slam of the door,
I hear my name [Whore].
I see an eclipsed kitchen light,
I bow my head, as was right,
He grabs his belt from the back of the chair,
He instructs me to the floor, whilst holding my hair.
Bound by matrimony, Bound by fear,
I hope my inevitable end, is very near.
I wake in the bed, I fall to the wall,
I see him in the kitchen drowning in an alcoholic waterfall.
I grab the belt, I am a wreck,
I walk up behind him, place it around his neck.
He struggles and begins to scream,
I only hope that this is not a dream.
His body falls loose,
Around his neck, the tainted noose.
I walk away as he thuds to the floor,
Never again will I be called Whore.
(c)
I hear my name [Whore].
I see an eclipsed kitchen light,
I bow my head, as was right,
He grabs his belt from the back of the chair,
He instructs me to the floor, whilst holding my hair.
Bound by matrimony, Bound by fear,
I hope my inevitable end, is very near.
I wake in the bed, I fall to the wall,
I see him in the kitchen drowning in an alcoholic waterfall.
I grab the belt, I am a wreck,
I walk up behind him, place it around his neck.
He struggles and begins to scream,
I only hope that this is not a dream.
His body falls loose,
Around his neck, the tainted noose.
I walk away as he thuds to the floor,
Never again will I be called Whore.
(c)