My heart was always sore
Of what I always saw
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing
He usually used to come home singing
I thought I was providing the happiness
He always blamed it for buziness
I didn’t have a word because he had a business
I was always alone and home
I was living in a very deep hole
A hole I never thought I could escape
I escaped from what I was calling home
Home where it used to be warm
A home where I used to have a husband
A husband whom I loved dearly
We were married until …
Until I decided to STOP
To STOP being a house wife
I always slept with a knife
In case he might start again
It started 2 years after the wedding
I was changing the bedding
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing
The beating
The cheating
I managed to escape