Battered And Bruised. – I HATE YOU!

I hate you! Those days when you raised your sticky filthy hands and left bruises on my face. With no iota of sympathy, you dragged me yet with stains of blood. Because I am the woman and you're the man. You go telling people how you love me even in strange places. Like the guitarist … Continue reading Battered And Bruised. – I HATE YOU!

The Truth is BITTER

Here, the truth is bitter Even vinegar is sweeter Those with the truth in their eyes Are blind Those with the truth in their ears Are deaf Those with the truth in their mouth Are dumb Those with the truth in the legs Are crippled Those with the truth in their head Are mad The … Continue reading The Truth is BITTER