The pain i feel from every strike
silences my lips,
he hits,i scream,
he lunges and i pull,
he tugs and i swing,
it goes on and on till his satisfaction has been met.
I cry and cry till i can no more,
everyone watching the scene,
scared of fighting back,
scared of crossing him.

Do you know how it feels when one gets tired of being beaten?
one can cry no more,
one can only look or close their eyes wishing for it all to stop,
some wish for death upon...