The secrets that lived, In my house.
Remained there, Quiet like a mouse.
At night, It was hard to sleep.
In the darkness, The hate would creep.
Throughout the years, As time moved on.
The anger grew, In his fists and beyond.
All the love he once had, Was gone.
I started living, In all my fears.
Silently, Hiding all my tears.
The moment he grabbed my ankles,
And dragged me, Across the floor,
In his fiery flames,
He broke me, To my core.
I screamed stop! Yelled out in pain.
He picked me up, Threw me into the wall.
And with hate and anger, In his voice,
He challenged me, To make that call.
But there it was, I had no choice.
With one look, Into his dark, hollow eyes,
I knew if I moved, I would die.
He was suppose to lead and guide me.
To love, nurture and to protect me.
Not control me and mold me,
Into what he wanted me to be.
So instead, he silenced and broke me.
I am bound to him by blood, Nothing more.
He left a piece of me, On that floor.
He left me, Feeling unwanted and unloved.
This part of me, He will never see.
Now that I am whole, And finally free.
Inspirelations 