A Distant Battle
Every day is a battle that I fight,
but cannot win.
Quietly and innocently,
I let it take over my emotions.
Every day, I pray for a better
one; a life.
And every day is the same routine.
Fight, fight, fight.
When will it ever be enough?
How much longer will it take
for her to realise that this is not
the path for her.
Leave the burden you call a husband,
and forget he ever walked into your life.
Forget all the tears and heartache
he brought to our family.
He is not kind, and he is
childish.
He is a slimey serpent in human form...
a monster.
Day-by-day, he picks us apart.
And day-by-day, be breaks your heart.
Open your eyes!
Do what is right.
The more time you spend hoping he'll change,
the more distant your children will become.
I love you, mom. Please... I hate seeing you destroyed.
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