Kaleidoscope Poem by buddah boy

Twist and turn me how you wish
I’ll never be the same
‘Cos though my flesh is porous
The memories remain
I still see the nights he punched her face raw
Without a second thought
And the hours I sat on the stairs in silence
As a liquor fuelled monster she fought
I remember the kaleidoscope pallet of colours
That speckled her flesh in the morn
And her hair just ragged and lifeless
The rest from the roots had been torn
How he sat, ate his breakfast, then left for the day
Without syllables, of recompense
And the seas of salt tears they had dried long ago
Her ambivalence had grown so dense
I’d sit in my bed and watch her time click by
See, I knew what the future it held
He had pummelled and leathered her spirit away
All her joy had been suitably quelled
What life there had been in her swollen blue eyes
Had been captured by this genies bottle
And the arms she had cradled him with all their lives
Were just bleak histories left in m