Domestic Abuse.

 

Tempers are jumping like sparks in a fire.

I call you a cheater, you call me a liar.

Teeth gnash.

Plates crash.

Broken glass.

“Kiss my a*s!”

 

The neighbors are calling the police again.

They catch me about to stab you with a pen.

Eyes glare.

Pulled hair.

“Stop right there!”

You don’t care…

Reviews

[Tear]

I like this poem alot, its short and to the point, its show and not tell, Having been through domestic abuse myself I could relate to this poem, I like the style you have used to.

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Every point made here is the absolute truth with what goes on in a typical domestic situation. The rhyme is nicely done. Short and concise.

[Colleen C Dunphy]

The love the tone and the pace of this. It really brings you into the experience and takes you on a ride with it.

Best,
Lee

[Lady Diana]

I really like this and so true hugs gf

[Laura V]

It sounds to me like a call for help, laid out clearly through your poem. If that is the case I hope you do seek aid, if not, please forgive my assumption. Your writing is raw, poignant and direct, keep at it, you are obviously very talented.