2001

Darkness surrounds her as she cries.
Blood oozes as she slowly begins to die inside
Bruised and battered, a pitiful state,
The consequences of her evil husband's anger, his hate.
"I should have stopped it," she thinks, "Now it's too late."
She had plenty of warnings leading up to this:
The abuse, the hot irons, the beatings, the kicks.
"It's not him, it's me. I made him angry," her excuse,
"He loves me, he cares, and I'm annoying; that's why he's like this."
"When I'm quiet and I do as I'm told, he smiles and he cares."
"He loves me, he holds me while he strokes my hair."
"For this love, I'll take all that's thrown at me."
"For my family and the future... I can take it."
SHE HAD THOUGHT...

She lays there her head in her son's embrace.
Only five, and already seen too much evil in life.
Her heart burst with pain as she sees his face.
A twitch in her stomach as she holds a sharp, rusty knife.
"I won't see you grow up," she sobs. "I won't see you go to school."
"I'll miss your first girlfriend, your wife, and my grandkids."
"It's my fault. I should have left him, kept away; I'm a fool."
"ARRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHH"
Her cries get louder, so does the hurt...
As her blood soaks into her son's favorite shirt...
He walks in, dazed, gives her a kick as he gets a beer.
"Help me, think of our son," she whimpers.
He walks past and pretends not to hear
"Be a good boy, be a brave boy... run away..."
"Don't cry, mommy loves you; move, just get away."
Not for much longer, she feels, have I got left.
She pushes him away with her final strength...
"Go to Wiley and Shirley's, up the street..."
He gets up, runs to the front door and looks back
"Go" she whispers... "I love you, remember that."
All alone, darkness surrounds her as she cries.
Blood oozes as she dies inside
She gathers the strength to stand to her feet
She packs her and her sons things
She walks outside and calls the police
A few moments later three cop cars arrive
She screams please help me
He is inside
They surround the house
They yell for him to come outside
A gun shot echoed very loud
The cops cautiously enter from the back of the house
They find him laying in the hall
With a gun laying by his side
Appears he had shot himself in the side of his head
The cop tells her he is dead
She grabs the cop by his hand
She said officer are you sure
Please shoot him again
By
Dwayne
Clark
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