So this is love

As i awake
images of the night before fill my mind,
I step out of bed,
4 o'clock already
a day wasted on a death full of breathing,
my head whirling
My eyes well with dew
Tears from the pain of my thoughts
The bruises, the memories, the scars.

You come home late as usual
tired from work again
I ask a question
But you shout and you scream
Its all my fault.

So this is my life,
The pain you cause me
As you push me up against the wall
A sweet kiss as you move again closer
As i refuse..soon the tender kiss becomes rough
I shake and I'm scared as you stand
And tell me this -
This is love




I wrote this poem a couple of weeks ago, id like to know peoples thoughts.