Why Is It? Poem by Silver Akira

Why is it he always make me cry?
Why is it that I always want to die?
Everytime I try to escape he returns,
The person he used to be,
Then when I talk to my friends,
It all starts again,
The beatings,
The Abuse,
The harsh words no one hears him say,
All behind closed doors,
He's masked,
More than one man,
He claims he loves her,
Yet he stays,
Perhaps all I am,
Is just a personal punching bag,
The bruises on my arms,
Grow more everyday,
So much so that I'm fading away.