Broken

His dark, cold eyes stare through my soul



I brace myself for the coming blow



His fist clenches and his eyes narrow



I shrink inside, feeling as small as a sparrow



His face boils red as he leaves his mark



I close my eyes, surrounded by the dark



He leaves the room as I lie here in pain



I try to get up, but it's all in vain



When morning comes I wake up alone



So I do the dishes and wait for him to come home