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Brutal Southern  Love.

As i walk towards mommas door i can hear,  
squeals and screams bellowing  from behind it.  
 
I use the key my lil sis Jamie gave me when,  
She met me from the aeroplane.  
I silently open up the door and slip in unnoticed.  
What i see would shock even the hardest of men,  
to their core.  
Momma there, torn up clothes,bloodied up face.  
Bits of hair all over the floor.  
On her knees kissing his feet asking for forgiveness.  
 
I stand there,in the shadows,i dont say nout.  
It must be shock.  
The strongest women id ever known,bowing down.  
 
She had the look of injured animal.  
 
He learns down,spits on her.  
FUCKING WHORE!  
Starts to raise up that bony arm of his,  
clenching that bloodied fist.  
I spy that fucking ugly skeleton ring of his,  
I remember it so well.  
 
MOMMA  
she lifts her head,her beautiful face.  
Now so unrecognisable.  
I see the bastard go ridged,  
he starts to turn almost in slow motion.  
His face all oiled up.The fucking grease monkey.  
I can just see the corners of his mouth,  
under that thick brush tosh.  
They start to raise into one off them nervous smiles.  
You know the sort .Rolly falls out.  
 
Shai son ,its not what it looks .......  
SHUT THE FUCK UP  
He looking straight into my eye,and he knows.  
Oh yes he knows.  
NOTHINGS GOING TO SAVE YOU  
 
I knock out what ever teeth he had in his head.  
I pause,try to control myself.  
I let his sagging body drop to the floor.  
Turn to walk away.FLASHBACKS.  
Im overcome with rage,not even the chains of hell,  
would hold me back.  
 
I watch the toe of my converse boot start disappear,  
into where his face once was.And im crying,  
like a wee baby girl.  
 
Im sorry momma i could take this shit,  
but this life was not made for you.  
 
Im sitting on the plane to god knows where,  
i dont know what will be waiting at the other end.  
Sipping on whiskey,numb to the world.  
Knowing that two men died that night.  
 
The love between a boy and his momma,  
can make a man do strange things.
Written by SEAN
Published | Edited 3rd Dec 2012
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