~The Unfortunate Ones~

And for the unfortunate ones 

The endless cycle of pain begins 

Day after day, night after night 

Until one day you come to terms with it 

You look forward to that pain you learn to accept it 

Not because you acquired a taste for it 

It's because the anticipation of that pain is more unbearable 

Than the actual pain itself 

And in the eyes of a broken child 

Where love and pain is just one in the same 

This brutal abusing is so confusing in the little minds of innocent children 

They blackened your eyes and then apologize 

Broken children learn to realize when the abuser apologizes 

Their words are meaningless its just a little reminder of 

Their demise when the abuser apologizes it's a lie

Broken and bruised little ones lives can become such a mess 

They silently weep and cry as they hide in the dark so no one can see the tears shed

Day after day, night after night 

Love is pain and pain is love 

in the eyes of a broken child. 

~Broken187Soul~

Copyright 01-10-17