Diary of the Helpless
Monday
Okay, now let's think. Where to start?
I'm not used to all this crap.
Writing this down seems hardly smart
I should just take a nap.
But my sister thinks that this will help me
Deal with all the pain,
I just pray that my spouse doesn't see
Or I may get the cane!

Tuesday
Just got home. Work sucked today.
I'll never get that raise.
These bruises don't help in any way
I hope it's just a phase.
See, the one I married long ago
Has changed a lot since then.
This thing I live with's now my foe
And I have to share its den.

Wednesday
Today it took me to the shops
To get a few new shirts.
The rest are stained with blood drops
From the beating. It still hurts!
When it came home from work last night
Dinner wasn't done.
I said sorry and tried not to fight
But it hit me 'fore I could run.

Friday
Sorry I didn't write last night
I may have been concussed.
But now I think I've seen the light,
There's much to be discussed.
Tonight I'm gonna do it,
I'll get away real fast
I'll just steal the car for a little bit
And I'll be free at last!

Saturday
Last night was the best of my life,
I got in the car at two
When guess who stepped outside: my wife!
I knew exactly what to do.
I shoved the gearstick into drive
She stood, screaming off her head
As I ran her down, I felt alive
Now that monster's finally dead!

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Monsters come in all shapes and sizes.
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