Days too long, nights too short

The day never ends,

When you're here with me.

I can hear your breathing,

Though your fist is all i see.

As you push it into my stomach,

All i can do is scream and plead.

Then you recoil in horror,

Seeing how much you made me bleed.

You look into my eyes and promise,

That it wont ever happen again.

But i can tell by the way you smile,

To you this is all pretend.

When the night draws in,

It's the only time i'm not scared.

But deep inside my dream,

I can feel myself getting prepared.

For the horror i will awake to,

Because i do not love you.

You feel justified to hurt me,

To make sure that i stay true.

But i know deep down inside,

That no matter how much you hurt me.

I am hurting you much more,

By knowing that you can see.

That i don't love you anymore,

And you're only keeping me.

By hurting me behind closed door,

That's showing me that you love me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

When i was flicking through a newspaper i stopped at an article about a man who hits his wife, he said he felt right by doing it as she didn't love him anymore so he had to do something to make her stay. This story moved me so much i felt i needed to write a poem about it, hence... i wrote "day's too long, night's too short"

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Natalie Burton's picture

This poem is very good Amy. This story would move me too. Violence is often used to hide fear, but in his desperate attempt to keep his wife it is only pushing her further away. I particulary like this section..

'Because i do not love you.You feel justified to hurt me, To make sure that i stay true.But i know deep down inside,That no matter how much you hurt me.I am hurting you much more'

This captures the desperation of both parteners.