• heremotion 6w


    No , not anymore ,
    Can i tolerate this.
    No stress reliever ,
    Or a sex toy at night.

    No , not anymore ,
    All these cuts and scars ,
    Blood and Bruises ,
    Pain and screams.

    No , not anymore ,
    Will i conceal my black eye,
    Nor treat my wounds,
    Not deaf to his words anymore.

    No, not anymore ,
    My clothes hang torn,
    Neither will i starve ,
    Nor will i beg for water.

    No , not anymore ,
    Am i his wife.
    If he wants me back ,
    Let him knock my grave.