I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
She didn't know what she was doing
On her own to buy a car
There was only interest offered
From her tyranical abuser
Lying silently, draped over her bed
She tried to plan it out
How she'd know which car to buy and buy it
Before she gave in to her dad's "support"
......
She lately hears lyric nightingale at the sole window,
And through its bars witnesses a melancholy moon,
And her heart longs for the freedom of velvety flight,
But lessons she now knows weren't learned too soon!
An innocent victim of childhood abuse and ensuing rage,
In the days of sugar plum fairies and make believe,
A streetwise teenage runaway, who soon lost her way,
After making an unwise choice of whom she would love!
During lights out she makes plans and begins to reminisce,
Knowing in her young heart, it won't always be like this,
......
I write this now, moments after they quarrelled,
Depressing, I notice our evening plans got cancelled
Over one phone call dad made in the backyard,
Mom asked who that was? Then he flew off the handle,
"It doesn't concern you woman", he shouted,
I could hear her repeating the word "sorry" aloud and
Stuttering as she apologised for asking,
But the old man didn't care so he started unmasking
That hideous, fearful demon inside him,
Who made him feel like a man he took pride in,
......
I was awaken by the scream
It sounded like pain
What is going on?
I asked myself
The scream became unbearable
So I began to locate the sound
It was coming from my neighbors house
He was having an argument with his wife
He had lost his temper and hit her
And left her bruised and shattered
......
I'm a hell of a woman
A lot closer to the devil than Heaven
Burning bridges as I cross them
Winged like a angel but more 666 than 7
At least that's what my parents say...
I can't catch a break
So I'll catch you in the act of lying to my face
I'm wrong even if I'm right
......
She didn't know what she was doing
On her own to buy a car
There was only interest offered
From her tyranical abuser
Lying silently, draped over her bed
She tried to plan it out
How she'd know which car to buy and buy it
Before she gave in to her dad's "support"
......
In the quiet of my home,
where I thought I’d found some peace,
He hid his eyes in shadows,
his cruelty never ceased.
With cameras set in secret,
to watch me through my strife,
He recorded every struggle,
every moment of my life.
His goal was not just to hurt,
......
It happened again.
I was doing so good
About avoiding it too.
I thought I had removed
All the people who
Would do it to me.
I didn’t.
I never will.
......
My whole life has been one big atomic bomb..
i still think to this day i was born wrong
From being abused being my first memories ,
to now having a disorder that changes my chemistries
......