Just in love

the tears stream down

as i begin this poem

remember all i lost

and the  loveless lies i showed em,

it was once so happy

smiles giggles and dates

a heart so perfect

no mother could complain

of affection is what i imply

but not such a story

this is a hate

a tale of deceit, i must hurry

he is my master

and i am his puppet

he continues to command

my confidence is below it

i cringe, i cry,

i bleed at night where i lay

and though it could all stop

i continue to obey

the crewed remarks

i breathe it all in

the slaps the cuts

i feel once again

I'm not crazy

just in love

in love you ask?

yes,in love with the father of my son.