Philip Carter

(London)

Revenge Of The Abused


You can scream as loud as you like
This room lets out no sound
The neighbours live miles away
And we are below ground
You have abused me for so long
With weapons or your fist
But secretly, unknown to you
I have kept a list
Remember the times you punched me
When your lunch was late
And the time you said your food was cold
And scarred me with a broken plate
How about the knife you threw
When you missed your favourite show
As I didn't wake you up in time
But how was I to know
I could just go on and on
The list goes on forever
Though I finally got away
The memories will leave me never
I have many knives, both big and small
With which to cause much pain
Don't worry about any blood
There is a very good drain
So scream my dear, all you want
As the knives cut in so deep
And do not worry for me my love
I will enjoy a peaceful sleep.

Submitted: Sunday, August 11, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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