Unfortunately there are many couples living a secret life behind closed doors, sometimes that secret life is uncovered and repaired, more times than not its not.........

Loved to death

Her love for him is strong,
So wrong,
Each night the same,
Self blame,
Bruise upon bruise,
On bruise.

She says she'll leave
To naive,
One day I'll go!
Not so,
I need more time!
No time.

His love for her is strong,
So wrong,
His addictions bad,
So sad,
His body a cage,
Such rage.


He says he'll quit,
He’ll hit,
I need time to think,
And drink,
I promise ill stop,
Won’t stop.

She seeks the end,
A friend,
Come stay with me?
Please flee?
The time has come!
Just run!

Her future is bleak,
She’s weak,
Her willpower is poor,
Body sore,
Her heart is full,
Too full.

His battle is lost,
At cost,
His mind has gone,
Game on,
His anger takes over,
It’s over.

Her heart is still,
Love spilled,
Her frame is frail,
Face pale,
Her body is cold,
So cold.

His cell is cold,
So cold.

Published July 12, 2010 Write a comment
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heather wilkins
this is very sad, yet truthful write.
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Simply Bono Razek
a lot wait till its too late to close the gate........very awesome & heatbreaking write.....
 
Mark L. Berryann
It's a damn shame what some couples will put themselves through when the loves chains them in such misery.
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Mike
This is a really great telling of something that happens every day... I love the form and the tight story line... Wow...
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