ENOUGH: Three Poems by Tenika Stallings
On the Other Side of the Door A punch, kick, and a smack to the face These are just a few of the acts my mind can't erase
Taking my phone so I couldn't call for help Choking me so hard, barely able to let out a yelp
Locking me in the room away from my kid These are just some of the treacherous things that you did
Taking the keys to my car while I slept so you could joyride In it your secret rendezvous and crack habits you would hide
Having me cower on bended knee under your fist Holding too tight of a grip on my left and right wrist
Hearing my kid call for mommy from the other side of the door Not knowing that I'm bleeding out on the living room floor
Black eyes and neck impressions from the same hands I used to love The next time I see them each will be encased with a glove
To leave no evidence this time-the crime never took place No matter how many tears you saw streaming down my face
No matter how many times my kid screamed Daddy, no!!
On the Other Side of the Door A punch, kick, and a smack to the face These are just a few of the acts my mind can't erase
Taking my phone so I couldn't call for help Choking me so hard, barely able to let out a yelp
Locking me in the room away from my kid These are just some of the treacherous things that you did
Taking the keys to my car while I slept so you could joyride In it your secret rendezvous and crack habits you would hide
Having me cower on bended knee under your fist Holding too tight of a grip on my left and right wrist
Hearing my kid call for mommy from the other side of the door Not knowing that I'm bleeding out on the living room floor
Black eyes and neck impressions from the same hands I used to love The next time I see them each will be encased with a glove
To leave no evidence this time-the crime never took place No matter how many tears you saw streaming down my face
No matter how many times my kid screamed Daddy, no!!
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