Monday, August 16, 2010

Free at Last

I don't want your flowers or your gifts.  Please don't attempt to give me a kiss. 
I wanna break free from this place you call home.  But I can't today because it's your birthday. 
I have to stay and smile even though it's hurting inside. 

Today you made me a special lunch.  After all you didn't mean to throw that punch.
You know the one that landed on my face .  All because yesterday I wouldn't give you a kiss.
I wanna leave but somethings got a hold of me.

Today we actually went on a date.  You bought me a beautiful outfit for the special occasion.
I just wish I could have enjoyed it.  I didn't know why the evening
felt strange but all of that would soon change. 

Today is a day for all to remember.
It's the day I died from the hand of that man.  The one I wanted to leave but was too afraid.
Now I don't have to want anymore.  I've closed that door but he still roams free.
But his soul shall burn for all eternity.   



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