I have grown deaf to the others
As I watch yr mouth curse me out
I see yr blue eyes turned black with anger
But I don't say anything
As a tear falls onto my cheek
I comforted it after you leave
I have grown deaf to the advice of not seeing you
However, I am blinded to the darkness
Of the blue and black of my skin
For after the fight, the sweet love
Sweeps me in once more
I have grown deaf to the streets
Until the car ran over me
And the driver was you
I have grown deaf to the advice of not seeing you However, I am blinded to the darkness Of the blue and black of my skin For after the fight, the sweet love Sweeps me in once more And the driver was you. dominance and abuse expressed in metaphorical way. tony
Abuse! ! ! ! ! Until the car ran over me! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Marvelous.....as usual...