Poetry Blogs (2020, Monster cruelty abuse sadness childhood)
That fateful day
I hear you coming up the stairs
The cause of all my hopes... and fears!
I know for certain what’s in store
My life ripped apart... and what for?
So many times, black and blue
Because the abuse, caused by you.
Sometimes scars left, never fade
Every mark you’ve ever made
Broken ribs, broken nose
God how many? Cos. Only God knows
Monday 6th January 2020 8:14 pm
Too late she cried
Sitting in Starbucks doorway
After the lights are all turned out
The demons are surly coming
I can hear them scream and shout
It is for me the sirens call
Flashing blue and white
Piercing though the darkness
Blindingly bright white
Flowing down the sidewalk
My life’s blood ebbs away
In the morning another statistic
Is all the p...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 8:58 am
Children are scared of monsters,
They hide beneath their beds,
Boogie men and spiders,
dogs and dark and snakes.
Their fears are not unfounded,
But monsters rarely crawl,
Don't have fangs or claws.
But susceptible they fall.
She stood her in the corner,
She beat her to black and blue.
She told her that she loved her;
It simply wasn't true.
Friday 27th January 2017 1:32 pm