Turn the Page

Through the tears

and sobs, you say:

"Turn the page"

When I see the vicious marks

that devil

draped across your face.

And turn the page I do,

only to condemn you to hell

in your storybook romance.

I could do something

to end this tale,

But I keep reading you,

hoping that you'll

put that book down,

for good.

But your eyes are blackened.

You lips are swollen.

Even as you say

the story will get better.

But I know,

the story will remain the same

until it goes too far.

and this love story

becomes a horror tale.

The writing's there,

for all to see.

The welts, the scars

etched into the skin,

writing an eventual end.

And as I see this happen,

I so want to change this plot.

My fists are clenched,

Waiting to jump in

and force a climax.

Then, you can turn this page

to the end,

put it down

for good.

Throw it away

for good.

And never, ever again,

open a chapter

in this book

and turn the page

to relive this hell

that the devil put you through.