The last song on his album

You press play, you press repeat
You led me slowly into the room
Where you made me scream
I’m was suffering, the pain still suffocating
Just as you do
Just as the soundtrack starts to play
And as you knock back a few
Whilst I tried to fight the loneliness you threw,
happy birthda-
Oh.
A luckless battle
And I was fighting humiliated
Trapped in the world you reigned
And you smiled at me, sick. sick. so sick.
Whilst I watched the rain
So free and calm.
Countless memories, slashed by the rage

The song is ending, the finale comes
The beat slows down and the rhythm disappears
The bass fades out but so do the tears
And your hyperventilating, accomplished
Whilst I watch over myself, step out of the corruption
I’m light again
And you’re heavy, heavy, burdened, guilty
The moonlight pressing against your bloodshot eyes
And your sat face down by the radiator
1x heavier
The bruises soften, that wound feels numb
You’ve done it again
I smile. 5.06. The end

The last song on his album

quackakeri

Southampton, United Kingdom

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This poem is about the devestating climax to domestic violence using the anagram of a song. This poem, however has the ability to be interpreted in different ways by different people’s experiences affected their judgment of the poem. Think about it.

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