When I was a little girl I saw the same things,
The screaming the yelling it made my head ring.
The fists, the blows, the anger, the rage,
The man trapped inside of a body like a dog in a cage.
Consumed by emotion consumed by his fear,
images left in my mind, **** they are so clear.
Ideas stir as I looked into his eyes,
His mind is racing he is overwhelmed by these lies.
I know whats coming next but I cower in fear,
Afraid of what I will get as he starts to come near.
His eyes dart around it seems like it isnt him,
His eyes go half mass and the lights start to dim.
He takes what he wants and does what he does,
He makes excuses in his head he said its for love.
The sounds and the smell its all in your face,
cant escape the senses they will never erase.
A little girl caught in a world so alone,
no one to hold her she was simply unknown.
Invisible to the eye, a shadow in the dark,
A creation that had been erased she never left a mark.
A cry to the deaf she was never heard,
and no one every questions if this life was absurd!
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Absurd
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