Behind the veil
"I fell over," she said,
when asked about the fresh bump on her head.
Whilst slightly facing away,
Her eyes wandered astray
"Wow must've hurt?" the stranger asked.
"If only you knew," she replied, whilst keeping the truth hidden, masked.
Nobody knew,
What she'd been going through.
Only Him.
Him..
She didn't comply,
He didn't hold back,
She asked a question,
He made his attack.
Not with words,
Not with texts,
Just with fists,
And violating sex.
He'd been learning from the porn pro's.
His comparison lead him to throw a few more blows.
She didn't live up to his expectations,
He hated her and didn't care about any relationship foundations
It was too late for any of that
She purely existed to be his door mat.
She was broken,
She was used,
This was her new normal,
Just pure abuse.
What could she do,
There was no-one,
There was just the screen,
Then it was her turn to blow one.
She dare not run ,
She dare not hide,
He was watching,
Even while she cried.
His sickening thrust,
His stench made her sick,
But she had to please this man,
For she was bought just for this.
Online brides
She fell into the lie
Happiness, love
To find a rich guy
What a nightmare
What a regret
She was hitched to a coward
The worst guy she ever met.
Let me in.
I see you suffering.
I see you crying.
Let me be the one who saves you.
Please.
I don't want to lose you because of them.
They hurt you, and you let them in.
So why not me?
Please.
I know you hate yourselves.
I see you struggling with the little things.
Your weight.
Your height.
Your hair.
Your make-up.
Let me show you none of those things matter.
Please.
Because maybe by teaching you that these things don't matter,
I will also learn.
Let me help you understand,
So that maybe,
One day,
I can understand myself.
Please.
All you have to do,
All you have to see,
Is that it will be okay,
To just let me in.
Bubbling Bottle
A warm tingling,
crawling up your spine,
yelling in your ears, your heart,
your mind,
and it keeps calling;
every part of your body,
a tense, hot, sizzling touch,
of your skin, yearning,
burning, soft lips leaning so close,
fingers curling, twitching,
sighing, and incessant noise ringing,
screaming, as you gaze into their eyes;
a coarse heat clumping in your throat,
keeping you entranced, captured,
wanting them now; forever.