Addiction (Poetry Contest)

Addiction (Poetry Contest)

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For Zero's poetry contest.
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For Zero's poetry contest.

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Submitted: November 02, 2009

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Submitted: November 02, 2009

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He’s gone now; passed out.

The silence engulfs me.

He didn’t mean to do it,

I know he really loves me.

My body aches,

As I scoop myself off the floor,

I shouldn’t have made him mad,

I promised I wouldn’t do it anymore.

My hands are scraped, my body bruised,

I’ll buy more cover up;

It won’t look like I’ve been abused.

I see our family picture;

Faces smiling bright.

I see the man I married,

Not the one who beats me at night.

My mother said to leave him,

Daddy says to come home.

But I want to stay,

I promised to never leave him alone.

Maybe I like the pain?

The bruises no one else will see.

Maybe I love his fists,

Because that is the only way he’ll love me.

He is my obsession,

the want for my every need.

He is my addiction,

More of a high then cocaine or weed.

I don’t know why I feel this way,

I know it isn’t right.

I don’t want to leave him,

I’m the one that started the fight.

I talked to the neighbor,

He’s a really nice guy.

But my husband saw us,

Sometimes I truly want to die.

I know that he loves me,

With every slap and curse,

He does it because he cares.

I only pray that it doesn’t get worse.

The life inside me needs him,

At least he left her alone.

That means he loves us,

This time he didn’t break a bone.

My darling, my love, the king of my heart.

I don’t think he sees me, when he rips me apart.

He’s passed out on the couch now,

Like an angel, he sleeps sound.

I grab a wash cloth,

He cut his hand on the ground.

Dabbing gently, I hear him apologize.

He said he didn’t mean too,

I can’t help but believe his lies.

I know it will always happen,

And I’ve been told that I’m sick.

But I can’t ever leave him,

Inside me our little girl kicks.

So sleep sweet my darling,

My love will always be true.

Ifyou need to, then punish me,

I love my addiction to you.


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