Louder Than Love

He lifted her off of him, revealing his weapon,
Tracing her ear with the barrel, she began to plead,
A violent blow to the head with the butt of the gun,
He became aroused watching her bleed.

She clenched her eyes shut as if to make him go away,
“ Look at me you worthless bitch!!” He screamed,
“Why do you make me do this?!” (SLAP) “Why can’t you do as I say?”
“ Please, (sob) no more, I’m sorry…”

“You’re always sorry, so pathetic and weak,
Look in the mirror, your nothing but a whore!”
“ Go to hell,” she whispered, soon wishing she hadn’t,
He bounced her off the wall, then held her down on the floor.

He kissed her hard – she bit his tongue,
Two fist fulls of hair, he slammed her head,
“ I’m the ONLY man that will ever have you,
And no man shall unless I’m dead!”

He ripped her clothes off, forcing himself into her,
Enjoying her tears and endless screams,
“ Shh, the kids will hear you,” he covered her mouth,
She went limp, stopped fighting, went numb it seems.

He passed out that night on the bedroom floor,
Cold revolver in hand, she crept up the stairs,
She stood at his feet, watching his deep patterned breathing,
Not hearing little footsteps, nor seeing me there.

She straddled his chest, aiming the gun at his throat,
The other hand caressing his serene face,
Memories of the man she once loved flooded her mind,
“ How did we ever get to this place?”

She drew back her hand, striking him hard!
He awoke startled, noticed the gun, eyes wide,
“ You say you love me? Look at my face and see your love!!”
“ I do love you, I’m sorry, don’t do this,” he cried.

“ Look who’s sorry now,” she whispered into the darkness,
Slowly cocking the gun, glancing above,
With trembling hands, she put it to her head and FIRED,
Her last tear – Louder Than Love.