This came to me while out on a trip to Southport, looking at the houses on the way |
Shabby nets on dirty windows Four walls hold a life of tears Trapped inside disabled from life Pains in her heart cuts like a knife She who gave him everything Kept prisoner for by his fists She who’s life was dark and dull No happy ending or miraculous twists She has no friends or family That’s why she is never missed Bruises covering her skin She is hated and never kissed Why you ask is he so cruel How can this animal hurt her so Why if he doesn’t love her Can’t he open her cage and let her go The neighbours haven’t got a clue No one ever thinks it odd They say she keeps her self to her self As on with life they plod If in the street they pass him He greets them all with a smile They all say he is a lovely man But they did not see HER for a while Behind shabby nets and dirty windows She cries a silent tear Disabled from life for so long now Out side the door holds her greatest fear She will stay there for now silently hurting Till one day he beats out her last breath The neighbours will be shocked to know How he caused such pain and death All Copy rights belong to MS Causey 2007 |