You disguised your true darkness as her light,

she loves you more than she can love herself,

she loves you though you made her cry all night,

you broke her. How can you live with yourself?

The sparkle in her eye is growing dim,

a shadow of the girl she was before,

she hoped her love would set you free from sin,

but your fists only chose to hurt her more.

In a fit of rage your fist hits her head,

“accidents happen”, she’ll forgive that cut,

it will never happen again you said,

but you’re lying. She feels it in her gut.

She calls it love, but you put her through hell,

only soon she’ll escape from under your spell.

• By Emma Fisher