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A rush of force hits my face 
As bare skin touches bare skin 
And all feeling escapes from my now raw cheek
The stinging subsides but now my heart is pounding hard and loud
He will hear it, he won’t want to hear it
Now he's up in my face as we breathe the same air 
And share the same breath
I feel nothing from head to toe 
No courage to move 
No will to speak 
And no energy to fight back 
I see her laying lifelessly on the floor 
My skin itching and tearing apart 
But I can’t seem to stir up any reason to help her
I wanna hit myself for acting like a fool    
My chest is tight and breathing now seems impossible 
As if shards of glass enter my lungs and pierce every inch 
Making my body feel like dead weight 
I wanna give up 
I will let him win 
But he always wins
He gets the first hit, the first laugh, the last punch 
I let him paint my body in purple and blue bruises 
And abstracts cuts and scratches 
To him they are magnificent creations of art 
Art that makes the canvas feel ashamed 
But the audience feel powerful 
It’s all wrong 
cruel and sick 
But my mother is the one who takes blame for all of it 
I killed her by simply just standing still
And watching his big hands vishously wrap around her tiny neck 
Straining the life from my mothers deep green eyes
To darks pits of black 
He covered her with hated loved to then shower her with roses 
It was wrong and I did nothing 
So now I must do something 
My hands franticly shaking 
But my eyes dart across the room 
I see it 
My way out 
My baseball bat that I’ve had forever 
That is just simply an accessory of my childhood 
But is now a weapon of war
I soar across the room and dismount it from the wall 
Instantly swing, and immediately coming in contact with the skull of my father 
Not enough to kill but enough to escape
I AM FREE
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