Loyal To My Killer

Shhh! He is here again, my hungry murderer.
And here I'm nothing but his mute worshipper.
I feed this monster everyday per hour,
with my tears and my pains, he gets the power.

Behind the false grinning faces I wear,
There's a burnt skeleton shrunk in fear.
I'm guilty of uttering almost to the people.
But nobody understands my meaningless feeble.

I so love him that I have surrendered my peace.
I'm tired I'm drained I'm waiting for my release.
He's hurting me, he's killing me day by day.
I'm here standing straight offering him his prey.

He kept me in the small cramped dark black room.
He put happy curtain so that no one can assume.
He says he loves me only but I know there is more.
He shut me up saying he only loves to explore.

With him even my Friday night panics.
Still with him because I belong to his fanatics.
I'm loyal to my killer and won't tell anyone about him.
I'll die in his arms and love him until his memories dim.

Reviews

[Robert Haigh]

It must be terrible to be locked in an abusive marriage or relationship. A sad truth for more than a few people, alas!