It was a gruesome one again.
He was acting wild.

His eyes were red with rage,
And they followed my movement.

I could see that he knew.
He knew, despite my best efforts to hide from him.

I decided to take a stand,
Holding her hand tightly, I told him the truth.

Since he knew what it was,
It was necessary to know it all.

Yes, I was planning on taking her away.
Away from his filthy self.

And, yes, I was fleeing to,
Because I couldn't stand staying with him, after knowing the whole truth.

His presence disgusted me,
I was torn and shaken and to the core.

It hurt, it really did,
But nothing prepared what followed it.

I woke up gasping and out of breath,
I knew it was all a nightmare.

Though I knew nothing happened as such,
But, I was aware that it was based on the truth.

I thought about it all day long,
I lost my patience, and told her what I saw.

She smiled slightly, understanding my pain,
Yet, she sat silently, without a word.

They were here the night before,
And that moment, I knew, what happened.

It shattered me, and I must say,
I haven't felt this much pain before.

She was blending in with the filth,
While I stayed and watched, filled with guilt.

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© AmyParkins
(16th April 2019)