It's dark I know. R&R.
It Was Him
By: Jackie D.
There is so much going through my mind.
I'm hurting, how could I be so blind?
He, my boyfriend, was the person I trusted,
But now because of him, I'm busted.
I used to see him and melt inside.
Now I fear him and want to hide.
You must think I'm a total coward.
But my tears tell it all, they're moving downward.
I walked into the apartment one day,
He was hiding in the dark, was he okay?
I walked over looked him in the eye.
I cringed and to this day I still don't know why.
I turned, but then suddenly I felt pain.
He hit me... has he gone insane?
Why did he do that?
He promised he'd never get like that.
I was about to run and leave,
But he took hold of me, made me heave.
He was hurting me.
He was looking straight at me, couldn't he see?
He kicked me and dragged me away.
He threw me down and said, "It's time to play."
I fought him but he touched me everywhere.
He neglected my cries and he didn't even care.
After he was done I felt, exposed.
I looked at him he wasn't the man that last month proposed.
He looked down at me and said that I was a sore lose.
He slapped me and then leaned down, I smelled the booze.
He's drunk, I know he is.
He took out a knife and made me his.
He branded me, to make sure that everyone would know.
Know that I wasn't pure anymore, but instead some freak show.
It's five years later and I still think about that day.
I see you when I look at him, almost in every way.
You never got to see your son.
You created him but you were psychotic and your attack won.
After you branded me, you died.
They found you, and a phone in your hand open wide.
There was a message meant for me and it said, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
You were my life, my trust, my reason to live, and you did this, but I still love you.