About Her, , , , , Poem by Poison 9901

As she enters the room in her slinky black dress,
You admire her graceful walk, she’s dressed for success
The smoky air slowly fills with her sweet perfume,
She tips her glasses just enough to scan the room

You ask yourself, Would I even stand a chance?
As your eyes lock with hers for a brief smile and a glance
She orders a drink, and slides quietly up to the bar
You build up your courage, and approach her, with the line is she a star?

She laughs for a brief moment, and replies not today
Are you meeting someone? I asked, as she told me no, please stay
I told her how beautiful she was, as she held her head in shame
She slowly lowered her glasses, and asked me my name

We laughed and we talked as she told me her story
Oh and by the way, if you must know, my name is Laurie
The makeup I wear is to cover the bruises,
My husband seems to think, he can do as he chooses

A jealous man, with and explosive temper, his name is Keith
Incase you didn’t notice, these aren’t my real teeth
The numerous scars on my body, from which no one can see
Depicts the years of cruelty and abuse to me

See I came here tonight not looking for fun,
But to meet with a friend, and purchase a gun
For tonight, for one of us, this torment will end
One in a body bag, and the other in the pen

As I left you sitting there, I had tears in my eyes
Questions unanswered, of the who's, what’s and the whys
Love is not supposed to be filled with mental anguish and abuse
I listen to how they found your body, the next day on the evening news