My Love

My love, my love,
Is this love,
You beat me black and blue,
You clipped my wings so I can’t fly,
My love, my love,
Is this love.
I crouch in my dark room,
Waiting to see some light,
My love, my love,
I express my love, by giving my heart to you.
My love, my love you express your love by using your fists,
My love, my love is this what they call love.

This poem was written/submitted by Ember Isaq.