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