He colored my skin black and blue again
He splattered my blood on the kitchen floor,
Left to stain my heart no more.
My eyes shut tight to fight back tears
I hide my face so no one can see my pain,
The pain that softly grows stronger
It is as it was before but my head is strong
And my face is worn but no one knows.
that I've fought the battle and my soul was torn.
The memories that haunt my nights
With the sorrow left inside my mind,
Slowly feeling weaker each and every time
I whimper against the howling wind,
I sigh beneath the pain,
I know that he will come again.