My Darling

I'm a victim of abuse, so this is how i vent.

One time you were telling me.

That I was your biggest fantasy

Now you look me in the eyes

And beg that this is all a dream.

Darling, do you like these voices

That echo throughout these halls

My dear, do you hear these noises

I think they are coming from the walls..

I'm tortured, a puppet and I love it.

But there's something that I covet.

I want the sound of piano keys

Playing around me, drowning me.

Crowding in me is the sound of the

Monsters crawling where i'm bound to sleep

Whispering wisps while monsters growl from out of me.

Shouting is the demons, hell hounds that speak

(Chorus)

My Darling! Do you hear these voices like I do?

My Darling! Do you see what I have grown to see

You're my darling! But please don't ever think to leave

But you're my darling...my darling...

(Chorus end)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem. I like poetry joyous with love and happiness.
"My Darling! Do you hear these voices like I do?
My Darling! Do you see what I have grown to see
You're my darling! But please don't ever think to leave
But you're my darling...my darling..."
The above lines were my favorite. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Saddam]

It is wonderful write dear friend.

[blondie45]

Amazing job! So much passion

[Avinash]

Good that you are sharing pain finally. Let it go until a new you is born who you are supposed to be.

[jennifer little]

wonderful job on this greatly said . and had a great flow and said with great passion i think you did a amazing job on this poem keep up the good work

[Ruth]

I think it is a bold thing to write such out to be viewed, I find poetry is a sacrifice at times, a little part of ourselves is given each time we write our emotions out....hopefully healing in some way x