he sells drugs
and she
soaks her warm body in the tub
wondering where he is,
who he's with
hopes he'll come back home
without the smell
of women's perfume
that he doesn't hide that well
she wakes up to the empty bed,
not surprised
and points the gun to her head
YOU ARE READING
Pained
PoetryBook #3 in the Drained series Love with a darkness within. (Rants included, along with my old collections from journals I've written in the past)
