Thursday, June 7, 2012

Made My Bed

Just try a little harder,
This is my lot in life.
He hits me, blames me,
It's all my fault.
He is all I've got.

If I could just be a bit better
He wouldn't scare me,
I've made my bed,
Now I have to lie in it,

I love him,
Now I have to lie with him.

If I could just agree,
He wouldn't grab me,
Shake me, throw me,
He's worth it, I swear to myself,
As I cower in our bedroom.

We said forever and I meant it,
As he screams, cries,
Walks in the room and doesn't look me in the eyes,
I can't leave.
This is my lot in life.