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Violence


He says he doesn't love her He loves me He loves me She tries to reassure herself Like if she says it over and over he'll finally learn to love her It's like a mantra in her head Love will bring tears to your eyes He hits her daily Her body is a story untold His fist did the talking She fell deeper with every apology he fed her And with every 'I love you's' he uttered He promised her he'll become better for her Tears fell from his artful eye of care She did everything for him Fed him with love when he starved With lust whenever he desired Tended to His bruised ego when it hurt Love so deep she suffocated You will die today her heart said to her As he striked with the final blow Smite her with his hands of death Tee.
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Temitope Ogunsina

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