Puppy Dog Eyes
After years of silence
years of pretending to be okay
you left me waiting, hurt, cold, frozen with fear in the corner of the kitchen
The beer bottle in your hand was slipping, almost to the floor
My big brown puppy dog eyes were enough for you to take
The black and blue bruises on my body told a story I was afraid to speak aloud
I had no more energy to try to escape you
The sirens came down the street
Three men in blue burst through the door, I finally put my head down, relief
You are sitting behind a glass wall with a phone that hasn't worked for years
The bruises have healed, I am no longer cold
My glasses protect my puppy dog eyes now
I see you, this is what you deserve
Ten year is not long enough,
My puppy dog eyes cannot shed tears for you anymore
I hope you have decided your last meal
My puppy dog eyes, are no longer a toy to you
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