Sometimes I sit and wonder why;
And then I remember, and begin to cry.
When he gets home, what will I see?
A happy face, or be mean to me.
A cold hard stare, and then I know;
Its me he wants, now on with the show.
It is so sad to hide in your room;
And pretend you are asleep all full of gloom.
You hear the door open, and the floor starts to creak;
And you know it's time for his nightly peek.
And you feel his hand, and you wonder why;
You hurt so bad and just want to die!
For now he's gone and out of sight,
And I'm not scared anymore at night.
And now I dream, and dreams are real,
I'm warm inside, and happy I feel.
But now I sit and wonder why,
I could not cry when he said goodbye.
So now I smile, and no more tears;
From all the pain and all the fears.
So much was lost; so much was gained,
My will to live, without the pain.
He made me hurt, and made me cry;
And I was happy when he said goodbye.
Thank you, dear Alex, for sharing your soulful poems with me
~
Eva-Lena
More poems by Alex
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The Escape
Reasons to smile
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