The Physical AbuserA Poem by Baby RicochetA physically abusive man getting drunk in a bar rationalizes and justifies his behavior. I'm not advocating domestic violence. You all know I like to write from the other side of the coin.She always starts this s**t with me then says the fault is mine If she'd shut her Goddamn mouth everything would be just fine I work my fingers to the bone though she's never grateful To hear that evil b***h nagging I'm the one who's hateful She's got the kids against me now They just want to use me Dad's a great big piggy bank All they want is money When they're to big for they're boots and show me disrespect When they back talk out of line They know what to expect These kids today they get away with anything they want Sick little s***s and criminals and parents are at fault You need to discipline your kids with methods unrefined You have to beat sense into them to keep your brood in line Bar keep give me one more shot I have to drink alone Someone needs a lesson taught As soon as I get home So don't stick your labels on me I'm not the one to blame What else am I supposed to do All they respect is pain © 2013 Baby RicochetAuthor's Note
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31 Reviews Added on June 3, 2013 Last Updated on June 3, 2013 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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