YOUR WORDS

 

It has been yesterday’s pains 

but it all feels the same;

I can still hear your words 

eating away at my heart,

 

you loved to abuse and use 

you have always been

aggressive man,

 

But to others you show a different kind

you act so nice to all your friends. 

but when that door shuts for the night 

oh, how you love to beat me down 

you turn the music up loud,

 

Your anger blazed into are bedroom

you start you blame game 

then the name calling 

then the abuse,

 

you belittled me way to long 

even though I moved on 

you are always with me

playing in my mind.

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 1981