Crimson Tears

Another poem dealing with abuse issues

With every gentle touch and every kind word
Deep down I know this kindness is absurd
If I play your games and do your will
All in the world will be calm and still

The moment I take a stand
That is when you raise your hand
Leaving crimson tears on my heart and soul
Scaring me more than you will ever know

I am just a pawn in your game of life
Letting you drag me through pain and strife
Never allowed to be free
Never allowed to be me.

These crimson tears show the pain
That otherwise I cannot show
Shedding crimson tears again
So that the world may know.