Locked within the closet
My response is automatic
Body shaking, convulsion
Making noise, could be tragic
With claustrophobic breath
Steps, are faintly heard
Alone in the dark so long
Vision, poor and blurred
A hand upon the door
With strength, lock is turned
Doing exactly as I'm told
Something I have learned
Greeted with a fist
Hauled up off the floor
Angry and intoxicated
A beating, surely in store
Pleading my undying love
Assuring, I can forgive
Replaying over in my head
Same question, will I live?
A fist full of my hair
Head pulled towards my back
Biting upon my flesh, so hard
Vision, slipping into black
What happens next, unaware
Unconscious body, the attack
Awaken, with relief
Confined, my closet, I am back
Copyright 2007 W. Bureau
Wendy Bureau
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