Ju-roku-nen kan

The laughs that we've shared

have now turned to scars and bruises.

My days would end

with me in tears and u

still wishing for my life to end.

 

Has this relationship

of Ju-roku-nen-kan been

nothing more than a sick game to u?

 

I remember u said that

no one will hurt me as

long as I called on you

But who would have thought

that it was you that would hurt 

me the most.

 

Day in, day out

for the past Ju-roku-nen-kan

all we did is fuss and fight

sometimes even through the night

over the phone.

 

When in the eyes 

of the public u acted

like u loved me and cared

about my safety

but behind close doors

u hated me and 

could not  care less if  I

lived or died.

 

In Ju-roku-nen-kan time

the person I knew no

longer stands before me

this is not the person I fell

in love with.

 

This person who I 

see now is a verbally

abusive monster that

would even beat me physically

leaving scratches and marks.

 

Ju-roku-nen-kan of pain,

heartache, and torture

was all this relationship

was built on

and now that my eyes 

are open I'm calling

Ju-roku-nen-kan of pain

to an end.

 

I just have one question:

How do u rebuild Ju-roku-nen-kan

of a person's live?

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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