Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Kiss With A Fist

You hit me once, I hit you back
Abusive father. That should be your middle name. Never physically, oh no.
Did you know, your words hardly phase me any longer?

You gave a kick, I gave a slap
"You're fat."
"You're ugly."
"You're different."
"You're a girl, stop dressing like a boy."

You smashed a plate over my head
In one ear, out the other. That's how it always goes.
The saddest part? I don't think you even know
when you make me feel like shit.

Then I set fire to our bed
Only two more years, a little less. I promise
I'll be long gone and out of your hair.
You never wanted me remotely close to you at all,
So there won't be a difference.

A kiss with a fist is better than none.

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