The Big Black Shadow


She lives her life in fear of the big black shape,
Not knowing what words to say, or what'll keep her safe.
A "hello", and the fists rise like a tower,
A "goodbye" and you'll hear him screaming for hours.
They say blood is thicker but that's all a lie,
I have scratch marks and scars thicker on my thighs.
I have even bigger scars imprinted on my heart,
From the words like "idiot" who pricked it like a dart.

How can such a young girl run away from a big black shape?
Not by limping away with wounds, welts, and scrapes.
He's a big black monster with all of my money.
He's a big black monster with food to feed my tummy.
He's a big black fraud if only they'd see,
He smiles at them, but scowls and yells at me.
I tried running away, but I got dragged home soon,
Yelled at, then locked away in my little room.
For the rest of my life he'll haunt me with woes.
I can never get away from the big black shadow.

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