Twelve: Twenty-One AM
Staring up at my ceiling
as the darkness surrounds me
Thinking how silly of me
Failing on my face once again
Busting my Lips
Scraping my knees
Exhausted of the repetition
“Baby I love you please don't leave”
Yet for years you beat me
You bruised me
Thought I forgot about that day?
When your prisoning hands possessed my wrists
From side to side you slammed me across the walls
I was such a beautiful flower that used to stand tall
Now I'm simply the rose beaten down on concrete
.
You thought that your affairs were so discreet?
Wow I was really oh so silly for staying even after
All your mistreat
In your times of need everything was my treat
Damn man, you took advantage of a good soul
But I guess silly of me for confusing
A wolf for a loving sheep